With an Okinawan pit viper as muse, Lieven approaches post-exotica like an antidote made out of poison. Too little won’t work, and too much will kill you. But just the right amount heals, drenched in sawtoothed riptides.
The album’s three pieces cast an omnivorous net that explores those fragile tendrils between imagined and real, natural and fabricated, unity and chaos, with concrete sounds enabling abstract inner landscapes. With the ecstatic revelry of Marco Polo returning to his queen, Lieven brings us gems from all corners of the navigable world: tales of an impossibly gilded Portuguese palace, a fertility tonic conjured from a poisonous serpent, a simulacrum of Honolulu. At a moment when the world is more geographically isolated than it has been in generations, Martens' "The Habu" is a welcome odyssey, a Charybdian travelogue of the psyche.
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With an Okinawan pit viper as muse, Lieven approaches post-exotica like an antidote made out of poison. Too little won’t work, and too much will kill you. But just the right amount heals, drenched in sawtoothed riptides.
The album’s three pieces cast an omnivorous net that explores those fragile tendrils between imagined and real, natural and fabricated, unity and chaos, with concrete sounds enabling abstract inner landscapes. With the ecstatic revelry of Marco Polo returning to his queen, Lieven brings us gems from all corners of the navigable world: tales of an impossibly gilded Portuguese palace, a fertility tonic conjured from a poisonous serpent, a simulacrum of Honolulu. At a moment when the world is more geographically isolated than it has been in generations, Martens' "The Habu" is a welcome odyssey, a Charybdian travelogue of the psyche.
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