INDRA: Archives-Ruby Five (2015)
“We enter the Indra univers here, such as we discovered in The Call of Shiva era”
1 Genesis of Pan 9:20 2 Follow Up 7:56 3 Les Connaisseurs 11:31 4 Creole 16:22 5 The Leap 8:46 6 Trance Location 20:47 Indra Music
(CD/DDL 74:45) (V.F.) (Roumanian and New Berlin School)
We move forward in the Indra universe. Having got back the music lost in the end of the 90's and at the beginning of 2000, this last part of the Archival series concentrates on compositions forgotten in the stride of albums such as The Call of Shiva, Volume 1 and 2, and Signs. This was the period where the minimalist EM perfumed by the essences of Klaus Schulze from the In Blue years bloomed out for the first time in the ears of the new followers of the music from the Rumanian synthesist. And the most interesting aspect of RUBY FIVE is to hear the evolution of Indra who always remains a proud defendant of his poetry in sounds.
Genesis of Pan begins this last part of the Ruby series with an ambient track fed by drones and by hoops in colors of azure which spread their radiances around electronic noises and fragments of melodies erased by time. It's maybe the least interesting track here, but the finale is majestic with superb arrangements which transports us in the time of Babylon. Follow Up changes totally of range with a hopping rhythm which sounds as in the 70's when the Pop and the electronic mixed their flavors in weird commercial tunes. It's lively and cheerful with good sequences which bounce in contrasting tones and among some good electronic effects which chirp in the vampiric melodies of the electronic mists. The Connoisseurs proposes a heavy circular rhythm which swirls in sound effects and in effects of sharp-edged wiish which remind us some atmospheres of horror movies. Minimalist, and especially very enveloping with its effect of linear loops which swirl tirelessly, the structure of rhythm goes up and goes down, spins and offers variations in tones, while the electronic effects forge sequences which collide without knocking down the moods. And little by little, the beat increases its cadence with a structure as unstable as tremulous which is decorated with tinkle of which the transparency is contrasting with this circular and finely jerky dark rhythm. Playing on the nuances, Indra attaches to it an unfinished melody with chords which ring into effects of astral voices. An explosive finale is