Untitled 2, by Gas. From the album Pop, Mille Plateaux, 2000.
""I had an image in my mind of a gaseous and nebulous sound, of an exhilarating streaming music which literally flows over, which has no beginning or end, no hard edges, only softness. My association was this music drifting through the coppice of a misty wood in vast sound spheres, a very elegiac sound repeated over and over in the far distance, held together by an invisible bass drum that comes marching by somewhere hidden in the woods, coming closer and fading away again. It was an acid experience, basically. It's drug music."
Wolfgang Voigt in Mono.Kultur #08, October & November 2006 (mono-kultur.com/issues/08)
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