Gazpacho - Tick Tock (2009, Reissue 2016)
Artist: Gazpacho
Title: Tick Tock
Year Of Release: 2016
Label: Kscope
Genre: Progressive Rock, Post-Rock
Quality: Mp3 320 kbps / FLAC (tracks)
Total Time: 53:19 min
Total Size: 124 / 299 MB
WebSite: Album Preview
Tracklist:Title: Tick Tock
Year Of Release: 2016
Label: Kscope
Genre: Progressive Rock, Post-Rock
Quality: Mp3 320 kbps / FLAC (tracks)
Total Time: 53:19 min
Total Size: 124 / 299 MB
WebSite: Album Preview
01. Desert Flight (7:40)
02. The Walk (Part I) (8:03)
03. The Walk (Part II) (5:39)
04. Tick Tock (Part I) (7:17)
05. Tick Tock (Part II) (9:40)
06. Tick Tock (Part III) (5:30)
07. Winter Is Never (4:55)
08. Independence Day (2016 Remastered /w Bonus Track)
December 29, 1935 Antoine de Saint-Exupery took off in an attempt at a long distance flight from Paris to Saigon. He crashed in the Desert many hours later stranded with his co pilot Prevot. Later he recounted his experience in a book called Wind, Sand and Stars and this story forms the basis of the Tick Tock album. After Night the monotonus repetition of a single bar of music that is changed by the chords and the songs on top of it still held a seductive charm for Gazpacho and though Night dabbled in this, Tick Tock wallows.
The metaphor of a desert walk represented by a ticking clock may not be sublime but by golly the music is in moments. The apathetic underscore of a sweltering almost synthy loop which really is a b4 organ played through a guitar amp and a sequencer brings at first boredom then desperation then more boredom and then something happens and you get sucked into a glassy mood.
Almost as if you were walking a long and lonely walk in the desert where there is only you, the stars, wind and sand, the sound of your footsteps softened by the burning sand and heard only through the bones of the body.
The metaphor of a desert walk represented by a ticking clock may not be sublime but by golly the music is in moments. The apathetic underscore of a sweltering almost synthy loop which really is a b4 organ played through a guitar amp and a sequencer brings at first boredom then desperation then more boredom and then something happens and you get sucked into a glassy mood.
Almost as if you were walking a long and lonely walk in the desert where there is only you, the stars, wind and sand, the sound of your footsteps softened by the burning sand and heard only through the bones of the body.