about the cassette
Halki pilvien, which translates to "through the clouds", brings exactly what one might expect from the clouds. It is a collection of soft and gentle movements, as playful and distinctive as Jan Anderzén's music always is. A collection of patterns that solidify for just a brief moment in time before sublimating into the back of the mind.
This album is in constant motion. Listening to Halki pilvien makes time feel non-directional. The music seems designed to be played over and over again. This is not music with the direct impact of a punk show or a classical concert. It is not the kind of gigantic raincloud that darkens the world. Quite the opposite—it is a pattern of clouds and clearings, floating over the land.
And it is when the sounds are at their faintest that Jan touches the core: in the smallest detail, we find the fullest musical information.
- 1 - Sian viiksellä noelle 1:07
- 2 - Tavataan maassa 2:42
- 3 - Sisään ulos 8:36
- 4 - Huvilateltta 3:27
- 5 - Huijaus 1:59
- 6 - Tomu koostuu kaikista väreistä 2:48
- 7 - Spiralisoivasti soiva (jäädytetty) 3:30
- 8 - Ihmisen ääni 8:50
- 9 - Laulu kultaisesta pussista 1:59
- 10 - Tietyn lävitse 1:07
- 11 - Uusi aamu 4:06
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- 1 - Sian viiksellä noelle 1:07
- 2 - Tavataan maassa 2:42
- 3 - Sisään ulos 8:36
- 4 - Huvilateltta 3:27
- 5 - Huijaus 1:59
- 6 - Tomu koostuu kaikista väreistä 2:48
- 7 - Spiralisoivasti soiva (jäädytetty) 3:30
- 8 - Ihmisen ääni 8:50
- 9 - Laulu kultaisesta pussista 1:59
- 10 - Tietyn lävitse 1:07
- 11 - Uusi aamu 4:06
about the cassette
Halki pilvien, which translates to "through the clouds", brings exactly what one might expect from the clouds. It is a collection of soft and gentle movements, as playful and distinctive as Jan Anderzén's music always is. A collection of patterns that solidify for just a brief moment in time before sublimating into the back of the mind.
This album is in constant motion. Listening to Halki pilvien makes time feel non-directional. The music seems designed to be played over and over again. This is not music with the direct impact of a punk show or a classical concert. It is not the kind of gigantic raincloud that darkens the world. Quite the opposite—it is a pattern of clouds and clearings, floating over the land.
And it is when the sounds are at their faintest that Jan touches the core: in the smallest detail, we find the fullest musical information.
