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TREES SPEAK - Posthuman - Vinyl (limited gatefold LP + 7" + MP3 download code)
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Free delivery on many items. Same-day despatch, no-question returns. Authorised dealers - full technical support. Online since 1997. Shop categories Information TREES SPEAK Posthuman(limited gatefold LP + 7" + MP3 download code) Soul Jazz
Cat: SJRLP 469. Rel: 7 Jun 21
Psychedelic/Garage Rock
Side 1 - Track 1. Double Slit Side 1 - Track 2. Glass Side 1 - Track 3. Chamber Of Frequencies Side 1 - Track 4. Divided Light Side 1 - Track 5. Elements Of Matter Side 1 - Track 6. Magic Transistor Side 1 - Track 7. Scheinwelt Side 1 - Track 8. PostHuman Side 1 - Track 9. Synthesis Side 2 - Track 1. X Zeit Side 2 - Track 2. Incandescent Sun Side 2 - Track 3. Healing Rods Side 2 - Track 4. Steckdose Side 2 - Track 5. Amnesia Transmitter Side 2 - Track 6. Quantize Humanize Side 2 - Track 7. Glaserner Mensch Side 3. Machine Vision Side 4. Hidden Machine
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Trees Speak and Soul Jazz Records should probably get a room some time soon. PostHuman is the third album to grace this label from these artists in the last year, and incredibly still sounds every bit as fresh as the first, Shadow Forms. More importantly, though, it still sounds every bit as fresh as 2017's self-titled debut on Cinedelic Records.
But what exactly does that mean? Well, for one thing, probably not purist futurism as we know it today. Once again the tracks have more of a masterful command of 1970s German electronica than half the bands that were doing it at that time. Enrico Morricone meets John Carpenter in some strange, surreal but utterly inescapable and intoxicating spy movie. Or possibly a ghost story. Either way, the narrative will always play secondary to the kraut wonders in your ears.
