Whenever I start to give up, that last minute of Smokes Quantity (1986 Summer Fire) comes on and I renew all hope for the future, my life, the universe, and new Boards of Canada.
How can a couple guys make such a simple piece of music so emotive? I'm sure the new album will be astounding and a new direction. They're probably just intimidated by the high expectations they have conjured in their fans. That happens when you make amazing music. I'm at a point in my own music where I have literally made almost 30 albums of music and released it online. I'm no BoC and I'm not meaning to brag, either; rather, I understand the point when one has brought all of his ideas to musical fruition and becomes stuck, creatively. I've worked the range from sugary and atmospheric electronic, to IDM, to sludge metal, chiptune, post-rock, and mash-ups of all those genres. Hell, I'm working on a sound-collage/grindcore (GRINCORE haha) project, now, that's how far I've stretched my own limits of self-perception. Perhaps the brothers are meticulously self perfecting and criticizing their music and selves. That, and the intense hype, can be very hard to overcome and I am certain that those factors are at work, here.
Oirectine just came up on the playlist.
I'm a man that does not strive for a certain genre, in his music. Ugliness among beauty. Or is the other way, around? Maybe just all ugly.
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