
In our boxed, on-demand world, where accessibility and recallability dominate, we often forget the joy of true discovery. Life is shaped by systems and patterns—downloaded, linked, stored—that tell us when to go outside and what we’ll find there. The mystery of the everyday slowly fades, like a photograph bleached by the sun.
The Endless Change of Colour exists between our future and the mistakes we’ve made along the way. It celebrates both the system and the unexpected. Marsen Jules’ latest work is a generative piece built on a single phrase from an old jazz record, split into three audio streams. These loops break the original instrumentation into sound resembling pure waves, harmonics, and overtones, phasing against each other in continuously shifting patterns. Though based on strict rules, the music could, in theory, be endless.
The listener’s discovery is quiet and engaged. Ripples and pulses move through fields of sound that feel like water, air, or glass. Warm electronic tones hum softly, and familiar patterns reveal themselves only to shift unexpectedly. Guided as much by the wandering mind as by the generative grid, The Endless Change of Colour is exactly as its title suggests—ever-evolving, unpredictable, and alive.
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In our boxed, on-demand world, where accessibility and recallability dominate, we often forget the joy of true discovery. Life is shaped by systems and patterns—downloaded, linked, stored—that tell us when to go outside and what we’ll find there. The mystery of the everyday slowly fades, like a photograph bleached by the sun.
The Endless Change of Colour exists between our future and the mistakes we’ve made along the way. It celebrates both the system and the unexpected. Marsen Jules’ latest work is a generative piece built on a single phrase from an old jazz record, split into three audio streams. These loops break the original instrumentation into sound resembling pure waves, harmonics, and overtones, phasing against each other in continuously shifting patterns. Though based on strict rules, the music could, in theory, be endless.
The listener’s discovery is quiet and engaged. Ripples and pulses move through fields of sound that feel like water, air, or glass. Warm electronic tones hum softly, and familiar patterns reveal themselves only to shift unexpectedly. Guided as much by the wandering mind as by the generative grid, The Endless Change of Colour is exactly as its title suggests—ever-evolving, unpredictable, and alive.
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