Orrery Review

Here’s a recent review of Orrery lifted from God is in the TV site; many thanks to the reviewer. (Disclaimer:- I have never listened to any of the 90’s acts mentioned)

‘First up from Arc Vel, entitled ‘Orrery’ this eleven track multi genre bending suite is the work of Paul Wood a UK based electro alchemist whose application of mood, atmosphere and ear candy arrangements appears second to none. Now in the dim and dancey mists of time we used to get sent shed loads of stuff like this from the once ridiculously loved rednetic and smallfish imprints – sadly both appear of late to have gone into hiding though fear not we’ve placed missing in action requests and expect to hear news shortly. I mention this because in the initial moments of ‘orrery’ there’s a healthy nod towards a 90’s club culture, schooled no doubt in the aural artistry of techno / house godfathers the future sound of London, 808 state (especially on ‘maths textbook’ which its oceanic cascades and locomotif rhythmic squirreling) and Biosphere et al not least on the opening cuts ‘alpaca’ and ‘bedsidde’ the latter sumptuously caressed in a lilting framing of oriental charms and demurred cosmic flotillas of orbiting swirls, Wood smothers and arrests his sonic solitudes in starry eyed shimmers of feel good effervescence with the result that these milky mosaics pulsate, pop and purr to interlope seductively with serene sophistication. Best viewed in an after hours setting ‘orrery’ provides for a gloriously Technicolor headphonic trip, the melodies smooth, sleek and spacious translate a mesmeric transcendental calm – best experienced on the smokily mooched murmur of ‘LIN’. Here you’ll find the glitch tripped frost framed moonage of ‘f-trans’ impishly piloting the cosmic heavens while subtly channelling and powering itself on the tail smoke of Cornelius contrasting considerably with the divinely lonesome hollowing pastoral ache of ‘reframing things’ itself deftly eyeing a shy eyed and head bowed Vini Reilly back catalogue. Elsewhere there’s a genteel Balearic afterglow coursing throughout ‘Hippocampus’ as it tripwires and mutates upon a 360° axis to blossom into a sweetly delectable funky bruiser. That said matters take up a more intimate and introspective persona for the latter half, the yearning crystal tipped emerging with the assistance of Lisa Waldron on guest vocals who opining to serve some misty eyed folk magic dust is sat precariously atop a chattering collage of tripping beats and noodling wizardry.’

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