2023-11-26 18:20:13
In addition to an Anniversary Edition for the 25th birthday of Stratosphere and the 7” collection Moods, Modes carry Duster with Remote Echoes a second compilation that deals with the early phase of the band.
„Culled from half a decade of home four-tracking, Remote Echoes is a hissy, crumbly, and ungrounded expression of Clay Parton and Canaan Amber’s ongoing Duster project. A mix of cassette only demos released under the banners Christmas Dust and On The Dodge, this 14 track album also includes a bevy of previously unissued stragglers.“It says in the leaflet that comes with the record.
But what is meant is more of an erratic and stylistically homogeneous 90s hodgepodge with an unfinished sketch character, rummaging through the archives without any claim to completeness (brand: everything remains vague, begins dreamily and ends in nowhere – the substance often literally runs through the fingers and the quality of the songwriting can only be guessed at behind the aesthetic density) as well as the bittersweet lethargic atmosphere that has patented the band’s beguilingly calm melancholy.
The instrumental Before the Veil is so relaxed in the light Lo Fi dust, its pinging guitars and the gentle groove from the cymbals, representative, the breathy fragment Cigarettes and Coffee comes smoothly from the next room. The Weed Supreme rocks behind a cotton wall in a whisper with space guitars as an appropriate theme song and Untitled 59 (which is similar to… Haunt My Sleep von Capsule Losing Contact can know) strums contemplatively in a rapturous half-sleep Stratosphere-Don’t.
I Know I Won’t iis an unhinged slow-motion delirium and Moon in Aries sedative slacker rock with a Christmas twist, the cautious one Glue a quiet reduction and Test phase almost an ethereal synth-pop enigma. Catchy tunes and associations always come close, but never within reach.
In Lost Time A knobby fuzz bass carries a certain amount of noise Velvet Underground-Pop aesthetics and yet gives an idea of where the journey is for Duster would still go with the legendary debut album masterpiece. About the androgynous Strange and that flirts with noise with kid gloves The Mood including the casually swaying nonchalance Country Heather finds Remote Echoes so along an indefinably unsatisfactory charisma but still to a fulfilling finale, in which the secret fan favorite Untitled 84 so compact, concise and repetitive can finally be heard in a quality beyond diffuse bootleg recordings Darby through a proto version of Gold Dust plows.
At least for fans it will Remote Echoes thus finally becoming an indispensable time capsule, which belongs in the collection even in an irregular arrangement.
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