the creation and release of this album have been supported using public funding by the Slovak Arts Council.

Their music is very minimalist, repetitive, still, the compositions // songs surprisingly evolve over time. The cold synths are beautifully augmented with raw or effected layers of Sajanova’s vocal. Of striking prominence is the decision to forgo the use of any beats or percussive elements. The whole album revolves just around vocals, synths, and layers, and the richness they possess enough within themselves. .

This goes in line with Suchy’s previous work, one of his trademarks being working mostly with melody and harmony, defying a lot of what is going on in contemporary experimental music. In a way, it is a strive to return to classical or pop 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄 in her deepest sense; experimental more in the use of sounds, approaches and forms, rather than defying the musical.

𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 // 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘬 // 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘨 // 𝘭𝘦𝘵’𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘣 // 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 // 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺.

Decision Paralysis is out December 15th on a limited edition 12'' vinyl. Listen // buy via our bandcamp. And on all streaming platforms.

URN is Jakub Volovar, a long-recurring persona on the Slovak experimental music scene. DEVEQUT is URN’s third solo album, and his first collaboration with Weltschmerzen. It offers multiple modes of listening. It could be Christmas music, or an album that you listen to driving through a barren winter country, a desolate mountain pass, or by a fireplace. Not an electronic album, neither an acoustic one. Not entirely jazz or trap, but… there is just so much gleaming through.

Collage is an approach that works really great, unless you make it fall apart. DEVEQUT presents a journey through a range of sounds, moods and genres and in the span of only 8 tracks, make us glance into what goes on in Volovar’s head and heart. It’s 8 tracks that neither Bohren and der Club of Gore, Flying Lotus, Erik Honoré, nor Arca would feel ashamed for. DEVEQUT does not, at any moment, fall apart.

DEVEQUT is out November 17th as a digital release. Listen // buy via our bandcamp. Soon on all streaming platforms.

Technopol by Tittingur
released September 29, 2022

I Will Be Forgotten offers plenty of opportunities for such wondering, regardless of whether the composition is sixteen minutes or sixty seconds long. The structure of the whole thing, the appreciation of all properties of sound without indulgence in any of them, the playfulness and composure beyond it all, not even the beautiful sonic grain of the guitar itself, none of this does dwarf the most remarkable accomplishment of this record // its utter artistic integrity.

Ocela is not a concept album // unless you want it to be // but it is an album built around beats. While there is a loose precedent for rhythms in the two-piece project Jamka, the trilogy also marks Daniel Kordik’s solo return to melodical composition. On this record, Ocela dances on her orbits in patterns that are harmonious but always slightly elliptic. Each song on the album travels with its own varying velocity, before it abruptly finds itself at the subjective beginning. Then it goes through further revolutions, with determination bordering on a lack of choice.

Exactly two years after their debut album, the project formerly known as Weltschmerzen returns as Pain Palace. The project’s new moniker resolves potential confusion with the eponymous record label, but it is a change in name only // the music remains ambiguous in genre but emotionally resolute, an amalgam of approaches bound by an awareness of the remorseful nature of the world.

From a viewpoint where the world’s indifference is recognised as a landscape, the tracks are presented as seven distinct perspectives that range from brutalist chaos to tenderness but always remain compassionate.

Daniel Kordik made Brehy vlny an album about the vicissitudes of things. The waves peal. There is a dirge for the last steamer on the Danube executed as a coy rustling recollection of music from two decades ago (Parny pochod). An opening track that is a laminate of clinically aquatic sines. A concluding composition – an ode to sunrise and to how light travels on the river – that, halfway through, turns into rave music and the rave slaps.

Kolektív Runy builds on this acoustic generosity with a combination of empathy and boldness. The attitude is most apparent on the few tracks that are musically harsh, but still offer the same discernible respect towards their industrial venues as the most serene pieces on SILO. It is an homage to these places, teeming with attention and care, and the ninth release by the devout label Weltschmerzen.

A live act renowned for their free improvised performances, BIOS have markedly changed their approach since the debut release Fluorescent Minerals five years ago. To serve as a reliable basis for improvisation, the duo began to play with prearranged themes. Far from being limiting, on Powers of Ten these foundations become structures that are as full of change as they are playful. A single track can seem like a medley moving through sections of drama // reverie // fun without dwelling too long on either so as not to be at the expense of the whole. Fractured yet coherent, these emotions are professed in utmost seriousness and also half in jest.

Disembodied and denied to be gloom or bliss, love is revealed to be a raw process at full length. This makes for emotionally hypercharged music that is more inevitable than tense. The record unfolds, for all its ruptures and weight, as familiar. It is a music of pathos, because it benefits from the emotional knowledge that already resides in you.

Phases is an eerie, orchestral album of restraint and grief. Built of feedback and loops, it extends from sombre // gentle strings to colossal drones that invite headbanging. It’s as intimate as a church organ breathing and, at times, not one jot less loud.

A phase implies repetition and nothing resolves repetition but change. Repetition doesn’t need your attention because it doesn’t go anywhere. Repetition doesn’t need your attention because it’s still there. Repetition is uninhibited and becomes disturbing only when it ends.