Autonomie Min​é​rale

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why we love this

Polyrhythmic fantasy at the crossroads of the natural and the artificial, set against a backdrop of softly undulating drones and tingling field recordings.

about the record

Jean-Baptiste Geoffroy continues his very singular exploration of the depths of sonic matter as Tachycardie.

'Autonomie Min​é​rale' resulted from the alloying and balancing of the mechanical oscillation of a stone that is hit, stricken, and the electronic oscillation of a homemade synthesizer. No one can tell where synthesis starts and where sonic naturalism ends.

Tachycardie is therefore a game of chaos where chance looms large, as usual with the way things are, from the commonest to the most beautiful of all things. A stone like a windfall, somehow.

  1. 1 - Parties sud puis nord 6:56
  2. 2 - Gris de haute pression 3:34
  3. 3 - D'érosion 1:45
  4. 4 - Collision au sens strict 2:57
  5. 5 - Agité tandis que 5:30
  6. 6 - Jusque dans les conditions 4:07
  7. 7 - Sédiment meuble 6:07

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Autonomie Min​é​rale

24,00

only 3 left

  1. 1 - Parties sud puis nord 6:56
  2. 2 - Gris de haute pression 3:34
  3. 3 - D'érosion 1:45
  4. 4 - Collision au sens strict 2:57
  5. 5 - Agité tandis que 5:30
  6. 6 - Jusque dans les conditions 4:07
  7. 7 - Sédiment meuble 6:07

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why we love this

Polyrhythmic fantasy at the crossroads of the natural and the artificial, set against a backdrop of softly undulating drones and tingling field recordings.

about the record

Jean-Baptiste Geoffroy continues his very singular exploration of the depths of sonic matter as Tachycardie.

'Autonomie Min​é​rale' resulted from the alloying and balancing of the mechanical oscillation of a stone that is hit, stricken, and the electronic oscillation of a homemade synthesizer. No one can tell where synthesis starts and where sonic naturalism ends.

Tachycardie is therefore a game of chaos where chance looms large, as usual with the way things are, from the commonest to the most beautiful of all things. A stone like a windfall, somehow.

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