archiv: Yellow6

archive review originally posted on the losing today site c. early 00’s ……

YELLOW 6
DISAPPEAR HERE
(Make Mine Music)

Another collection of superlative soundtrack scores from the bench of the multi talented Jon Atwood AKA Yellow 6. ‘Disappear here’ is the fourth long player from this very unique and underrated soul who in between offering his remixing skills for the likes of Portal and Slipstream and broadening his skills composing scores for T.V. still somehow manages to find the time and space to spell bind us with his serene sonic epics as Yellow 6. The previous three extended outings having been released on Jonathon Whiskey, Enraptured and Ochre have all served to display Jon’s flair for creating sharply defined coloured canvas’ for the mind’s eye to flirt and visualise with, instrumentals that at times conjure and control the very elements of nature. Each of the albums have served as building blocks, the lessons learnt from one transferred, tinkered and re-examined on the next. Last years ‘Lake:Desert’ collection for Ochre was awash with dream like textures encouraging the viewer to loose themselves in the myriad of emotions and moods evoked within.

In a society of fast food, cars and in general life itself, there’s a growing tendency for music to be considered disposable, what is fashionable today is quickly found in the shredder this time tomorrow. Luckily then that we have Yellow 6 to contend with, creating majestic and simultaneously timeless melodic fabrics, however time being precious can often work against artists like Atwood, this is not something that can be easily digested, it takes time and patience to weave it’s magic, in some ways you almost wish the hustle and bustle of modern existence would freeze and that is precisely what the dreamscapes provided by Yellow 6 allow you the freedom to do. But then the work of Yellow 6 especially that presented here is not really music as such, it’s more a charging of the emotions, providing sensations and a chance to daydream with the score acting as an illuminating soundtrack to those images.

‘Disappear here’ sees the cycle adapted ever so slightly in favour of a more co-ordinated and considered approach. Capped end to end by two delicately sparse piano monologues simply titled ‘Piano Song’, ‘Disappear Here’ reveals the growing confidence and vision of Atwood as he wields his trademark magic with the use of sensitive undulating guitar scripts, soft beats and snow peaked cavernous orchestrations. ‘Disappear Here’ is a truly moving experience, soaring unearthly sound scapes drift dreamily often triggered by pensive sweeps that arc delirious with sometimes melancholic detachment and at others with euphoric charm.

‘Chrysler’ excavates similar plots to Godspeed You Black Emperor, a brooding melting pot of foreboding, gently building around a repetitive piano driven melody that circumvents the proceedings ushering in the accompaniment of haunting sonic echoes that toy with the thematic drama captured vividly on Morricone’s ‘Harmonica Song’ from the Western ‘Once upon a time in the West’. ‘Threefold’ is resplendent with a finite quality, Chandler-esque choreography patches into the suspense moodisms of Gnac, melting chords shift longingly against regretful pulsing sonic backdrops themselves swirling celestial peaks to give the overall feel of some kind of meeting of Carpenter / Barry presiding over a signature tune for a new tragedy smitten TV anti hero. ‘Painting shadows’ wraps itself in spectrally charged minimalist pulses, the melodies almost preciously served with economic fervour, gorgeously romantic sounding. The joyfully obtuseness of ‘Interstate’ will have you fending off wave after wave of sonic tribunes that clatter against the senses until your too weakened to fight their advances which leaves you to surrender to the syrupy trappings of the eloquent though destabilizing effects courted by the heavenly chorus of overlapping keyboards on ‘Loop (Part 2).

In case you are in any doubt an essential release and a necessary one, if only momentary, to escape from a mad, mad world. Enigmatic.

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