Black vinyl edition.
‘Post-Human’ once again blends 1970s German electronic and ‘motorik’ Krautrock instrumentals (think Harmonia, Can, Cluster, Popul Vuh, Neu!), Haunting and powerful 1960s & 1970s soundtracks (think Italian prog-rock Goblin and John Carpenter horror movies, Morricone and existential John Barry spy movies), together with a New York No Wave electronic synth and guitar analogue DIY-ness (think Suicide, anything on Soul Jazz’s New York Noise series or Eno’s New York No Wave)!
The new album ‘Post-Human’ draws further upon German krautrockhigh-concept albums from the likes of Tangerine Dream and Klaus Schulze from the 1970s, as Trees Speak create their own powerful new landscapes of sound that manage to be at once contemporary as well as both timeless and with a sense of science-fiction futurism.
Trees Speak ‘seamlessly segue together all these musical elements into’ Post-Human, ‘a conceptually expansive album which follows on from their critically-acclaimed debut LP’ Ohms, ‘and the follow-up’ Shadow Forms’ released on Soul Jazz Records less than six months ago.
This powerful new album is a high-concept collage of retro-futurist science-fiction music, which is fantastically illustrated by a specially commissioned cover design by the artist Eric Lee, a dramatic vision of life after humanity.
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