Vanavond dimmen we de spots, zetten we het scherm uit en luisteren we samen naar een full cd. In tijden waarin Spotify en Youtube onze huis-DJ’s zijn, lijkt het album als concept verloren te gaan. Vandaar de volle aandacht, van begin tot einde, in het donker. Gratis inkom.
Deze cd's staan op het programma:
20:30 Björk - Vespertine (55') (met 5.1 surround sound)
21:30 Ryuichi Sakamoto - async (60')
22:30 David Bowie - Blackstar (41')
Rolling Stone over Vespertine:
"The tidy drama of the programming and arrangements on Vespertine suits the physical electricity of Bjork’s voice. Her self-consciousness on earlier albums is gone; Bjork moves through this music with focused, contagious pleasure. […] When she opens her mouth, words and notes don’t come out — you go in, swept up to a box seat inside her head."
Pitchfork over async:
"The Japanese composer's first solo album after eight years and a battle with throat cancer is marvelous, using a bounty of textures, moods, and ambience from his esteemed four-decade-long career. […] Ambient as restorative comes to mind with async, Ryuichi Sakamoto's sixteenth solo album. In June of 2014, the legendary Japanese composer was diagnosed with throat cancer and underwent rigorous radiology treatment to combat it. Three years after that diagnosis, Sakamoto returns with an album bearing a sense of mortality surrounding its every sound."
The Guardian over Blackstar:
"Taking a headlong plunge into electro-acoustic jazz, Bowie’s 25th album is lyrically inscrutable and thrillingly strange. […] Blackstar lacks the kind of killer pop single Bowie would once invariably come up with amid even his most experimental works – a Sound and Vision, a Heroes, a Golden Years – but only Girl Loves Me feels like a slog: lots of Clockwork Orange Nadsat and a smattering of Polari in the incomprehensible lyrics, thuddingly propulsive drums, no tune. Instead, you’re struck by the sense of Bowie at his most commanding, twisting a genre to suit his own ends. […] The overall effect is ambiguous and spellbinding, adjectives that apply virtually throughout Blackstar. It’s a rich, deep and strange album that feels like Bowie moving restlessly forward, his eyes fixed ahead: the position in which he’s always made his greatest music."