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Jul 4, 2018 - Plus Forty Seven Degrees 56 37 Minus Rar Files. OYE Record Store in Berlin: Set amongst Prenzlauer Berg?s wide leafy streets, Oye Records.
Boomkat Product Review:
Christian Fennesz is an artist who I'm sure needs little or no introduction. Since the runaway success of his 'Endless Summer' album he has gone from strength to strength with a following that defies the musical field in which he operates. Hell, as if producing for David Sylvian wasn't odd enough he even ended up on the last Sparklehorse album. This rather lengthily titled album came out back in 1999 when he was merely a name on the lips of Wire reviewers and antisocial crate fondlers, but was a startling sign that something truly amazing was happening over in Vienna (besides great baking). Using a laptop and a guitar Fennesz conjured up cracking distorted passages of sound, somewhere in between the ear-piercing noise of the Mego label (who Fennesz also managed to notch up releases on) and the glorious harmonic drones more readily associated with Touch. However this was not only electronic music, what Fennesz had done was blend these sounds with the distorted guitar rock he had grown up on and chanced upon a sound that owed as much to My Bloody Valentine as to Hecker. 'Plus Forty Seven Degrees 56' 37 Minus Sixteen Degrees 51'08' might not have the instant appeal of 'Venice' for instance, but give it time and it reveals great and beautiful depths - this is an album that once it hooks you in rarely gives you the chance to wrestle yourself free. Quite unnervingly gorgeous music...
Boomkat Product Review:
Christian Fennesz is an artist who I'm sure needs little or no introduction. Since the runaway success of his 'Endless Summer' album he has gone from strength to strength with a following that defies the musical field in which he operates. Hell, as if producing for David Sylvian wasn't odd enough he even ended up on the last Sparklehorse album. This rather lengthily titled album came out back in 1999 when he was merely a name on the lips of Wire reviewers and antisocial crate fondlers, but was a startling sign that something truly amazing was happening over in Vienna (besides great baking). Using a laptop and a guitar Fennesz conjured up cracking distorted passages of sound, somewhere in between the ear-piercing noise of the Mego label (who Fennesz also managed to notch up releases on) and the glorious harmonic drones more readily associated with Touch. However this was not only electronic music, what Fennesz had done was blend these sounds with the distorted guitar rock he had grown up on and chanced upon a sound that owed as much to My Bloody Valentine as to Hecker. 'Plus Forty Seven Degrees 56' 37 Minus Sixteen Degrees 51'08' might not have the instant appeal of 'Venice' for instance, but give it time and it reveals great and beautiful depths - this is an album that once it hooks you in rarely gives you the chance to wrestle yourself free. Quite unnervingly gorgeous music...