It is an album that’s pretty easy to get excited about; there is so much going on. It actually feels as if you could move around and explore the space it creates. There is a familiarity due to the constant hum of the city’s white noise embedded in your consciousness, but this is permeated by emotions ranging from anxiety and terror through to optimism and hope. http://quebelleepoque.wordpress.com/2010/02/17/b-j-nilsen-the-invisible-city-touch/
This is music that slows the passage of time. It’s what I imagine meditation must be like. It focuses the mind, enabling you to peel away the surface and submerge yourself in the real substance underneath. The track notes provide fascinating insight into the building blocks of Nilsen’s compositions. An “amplified chair dragged across floor”, “window shutters”, “steel whistle coffeepot” and “birdsong” place their indelible mark on the opening track Gravity Station… Halfway through the almost 17 minute track, the chair and shutters lurch loudly and rudely across the sound field, heralding a rather menacing and doom-laden finale. A frantic chorus of birdsong whips things into a frenzy before the end comes with desperate bursts of painful twisted noise… Nilsen’s sound sculptures – which seems to me a more fitting description than “music” – are ominous. See full review at Tigon World: http://bit.ly/b4grag
