The aptly named My Ghost Comes Back witnesses the return of Tujiko Noriko after a hiatus exploring worlds beyond those we regularly inhabit. The results of these travels provided the formula for this, her most accomplished record to date. As rich in ambition as it is skewered in it's melodic stance, My Ghost Comes Back is a decidedly more acoustic affair in which a host of guest musicians incorporate mandolin, viola, musical saw, optigon and other such wares into the exotic environment where her unique songwriting now resides.
Furthering an exploration of unorthodox arrangements, rhythm and melody Noriko concocts engaging pop explosions where flickering electronics, staggered rhythms, shimmering vocals all dance on a plateau of melancholic ecstasy.
'My Heart Isn't Only Mine' launches proceedings as a slow burning landscape of electronics, organ and subdued vocal arrangements which unfold over 14+ minutes, delicately setting the scene for a new kind of record. 'Give me your hands' and 'Minty You' exude a joyous warmth as pop perfection extends into the ether. 'Through The Rain' is a deeply moving example of just how far Tujiko's craft has evolved with it's repetitive keyboard line, melodic development and a striking, ecstatic chorus.
Having spent time to refine her means of traversing the line between pop and experimentation My Ghost Comes Back presents itself as an ecstatic experience. One which encourages repeated listens as a means of unravelling the subtle sonic tapestry within.
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A gorgeous birth to a now striving force in vaporwave music, 'Atarashī Hi no Tanjō' can only be seen in my eyes as the greatest ambient album of all time.
From its rolling samples of Japan's sleepless transit systems through to the intimate use of vocal samples throughout, the dynamic duo of HKE and t e l e p a t h cannot be praised enough for this modern classic, ever evoking that same sense of mystique I caught when I stepped off the sub-express to Moriguchi for the very first time. Jake
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It all starts here: this is something essential. It flows and moves cohesively while retaining individuality of moods and symphonic rhythm. PAN delivers, but what is delivered is less clear. A threshold, maybe, to a wider awareness of our epoch and humanity's current stage. Or maybe a testament to inscribe the remnants of human spirit, like brief chunks of messy information. Stéfan Németh