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Wojciech RusinAkashic Records
Released: 1st July 2019
The Funnel is the debut album by composer, instrument builder and artist Wojciech Rusin.
Combining field recordings from Port Talbot Steelworks, self built electro-acoustic instruments and vocals drawn from alchemical texts and renaissance polyphony, The Funnel is chamber-musique-concrète for the wondering troubadour of the 21st century.
“Passport to an OBSCENELY DYNAMIC, contemplative dimension – “The Funnel” is a set of ancient imaginations in a stranglehold of electronics and steel factory atmosfears, originally composed for Radiophrenia by Wojciech Rusin and now gloriously pressed and presented by Glasgow based Akashic Records, with a beautiful screenprinted sleeve by Ollie Pitt.
Equipped with some adapted instruments and occultist readings (decent dose of RATHER GLOOMY Greek-Egyptian philosophy in there too) Rusin composes and engineers an unpredictably celestial moving picture for the ear – the auto-tuned intro “Paolo’s Dream” and the bellowing baritones of “Salvation” diffusing into a solemn soul-purging of post-pythagorean(?) electro-organums. “Transmutation” sounds like a petri dish of duplicating cells, contorted beauty with strings soaring like some sorta solar wind, the internalised ecstasy fading into the ambient clatter and percussion of “Cyclops”. The brain really scrambles trying to find points of reference – so we’ll shoot from the hip and go for some ridiculous meeting point between Księżyc’s “Rabbit Eclipse” and the more contemporary work of Pierre Bastien. Side B offers further consuming, haunted chamber music – “Sacrifice” sounds like some possessed, hologram’d high priest drowning in a sea of sub-bass and gristly electronics before rounding up this destabilising noggin-scrambler with the near ten minute Open Music enchantment “Jupiter”.