TIME LAPSES INTO ONE COALESCING OF COLOR AND SOUND, YOUR SKIN FEELS LIKE IT IS LIFTING OFF YOUR BONE AS YOU LOSE ALL SENSE OF SELF. THE CADENCE WASHES OVER YOU LIKE A HOT SHOWER. YOU ARE FREE.
A three-track odyssey unlike any other, from the serene, soothing constants of The Pretender, the transitory, metamorphic power of A Pact Between Strangers, which finally mutes into the rich, incessantly free-flowing enigma of When I Get Back From New York.
Somehow this is probably my favorite of his early space ambient releases. I feel it has the most of that nocturnal postmodern psychedelic quality that I love OPN so much for. The cover, the album title, the track titles, the short span, and obviously the music - all just hit the spot for me. And the quote "No one knows the daylight, not even me."
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I was a bit late to the party on OPN but I’m blown away by how consistent he is. Most of his old ep’s or lesser-known projects that I’ve heard so far measure up pretty well to his more famous records. His music is so dynamic - both dreamy and unsettling. I think I saw a comment describing some of Daniel’s music as ‘memories crystallised’ and his songs do make me think of memory and vignettes in life a lot