Aethenor - En Form For Bla

Æthenor’s acousmatic drones drift into crackling and bubbling sonic clusters. Lulling electric piano motifs and lamenting chants shimmer into distant lunar horizons while oscillators spin and drove serenely into unchartered audial regions. Sometimes as calm as a silvery sea, so that every gentle cat’s-paw and lapping wave is defining, sometimes as tempestuous as a fuming lava beach, spitting and popping at the surface. Æthenor have unlocked a chamber of arcane and auroral sound that is as incandescent as it is magnetic. Like the moons pull.