Rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated …Happily I am very much alive. Just ruffling through a weeks worth of e-mails after being away and I got the upload notice on this one. I thought you were a pretty optimistic character but this is dark as old stale coffee. Effective though ;-).

Thanks for picking up the pella. Your work always pokes away at my purposes for doing what I do and challenges me to think about it in new ways. There is no greater gift a remixer can give than that.

And here I listen to your music and get an overwhelming sense of optimism. Funny that.

You’re a good kid. Don’t change. Unless you want to. You know what I mean.

This is the soundtrack I was looking for during the silent early afternoon walks on the frozen November fields of my youth. I went that walk every day on my way back from school. November made it possible to cross the fields. Only scarecrows and that large open space against the foggy and almost infinite background of the mountains. Again, there’s something with your music, something that is particular and strangely familiar and that makes one remember.
Some of the finest remixes of essesq’s material are made by you. I’m glad to see you’re still working with her lyrics and voice. b.k. :)

The sound itself is brilliant in this piece, and gives hints of sun and snow. I like it so much! The words, “as dark as coffee” ,are scattered and remind me “Different trains” by Steve Reich, where spoken words had a melody there, and do have a rythm here.

The voice is well set and accompanied by the sounds and touches of your music. As all moments of existential contemplation, this too can ultimately be infused with lightness or darkness, depending on your mood.

Love this sound.
Love this atmosphere..

The time is dripping heavy - Brittle - sadly - pretty as an uncut stone!
warmly Jürgen