There are artists who, in order to go beyond their sound, have to get rid of their original name and create another, but then there are others who, in order to go further, have to rediscover themselves again, to create a sound whose starting point is not born both from the attempt to cross borders and to recover them. This is the case of Slumber, who has just released Technicolor on the Occultists label.
Slumber’s beginnings are comparable to the onset of unconsciousness when one slips into dream space. As the first rhythmic overtures fade, we drift on a sensory whirlpool of cascading images emitted from the nether regions of our own consciousness. Abstract visions blend smoothly into sonic texture and are channeled through Oona Dahl and Amber Cox’s melodic mix and chaotic union with each other.
In this world where speed is desperately sought and attention deficit is so high, such an album will be misunderstood among many people, even dismissed as really important. But you just have to have the patience and the will to stop, to breathe, to sink into it, to hold on there as long as you can, and admire its interior.
We don’t know what the future holds, but we do know that this record is testimony to a turbulent and uncertain present, which will remain in our memory forever. For records like this, we can continue fighting for a better future.