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ARTIST
TITLE
Tipped Bowls
FORMAT
CD

LABEL
CATALOG #
KOMP 101CD KOMP 101CD
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RELEASE DATE
6/19/2012

Kompakt has discovered another totally unique producer from Denmark. Enter Taragana Pyjarama, a project whose music is as refined as it is chaotic, described by some as a fairytale with a bassline. Nick Eriksen wasn't exactly what you would call a wunderkind, recalling his past as the slightly matured producer he is today: "I played in some bands, but everyone was way better than me at string instruments, so I started playing drums instead. Two years in I became really bored... my teacher wanted us to learn notes and stuff. I hated it and started just slacking..." He immediately started to produce his own music after finishing school, he should also add. Nick went on to tour Europe, remixed the likes of Delphic, Delorean and Miami Horror and graced John Talabot's vibrant Hivern label. His breakthrough debut EP as Taragana Pyjarama was released in 2011 on the esteemed Fools House imprint. That's also where Michael Mayer (among others like James Holden, Trentemøller or Brodinski) found and charted "Ocean," the radiant third track from the EP almost made-to-order for the tastes of Kompakt's label head. Insider media like Pitchfork, Tsugi Mag, and Gaffa quickly got wind of the unfolding hype and called the upcoming hippietronics icon "one to watch." Which takes us to the present, with his debut Tipped Bowls -- from its happy ending disguised as a beautifully orchestrated intro ("Four Legged") to the surprising final track ("Terror Paradise", ironically featuring the most soothing alarm sounds ever), this record never backs off from a tangled path through the deep Scandinavian woods, which coincidentally seem to be in quite a tropical mood. Just listen to "Lo Ng," "Growing Forehead" or the lead single "Ballibat," and you'll be immersed in a richly-vegetated environment caught in permanent evolution. You'll find virtual wolves howling joyously at a bright moon and many a track begging to be played backwards for a beamy message of love. With a bit of patience, you can even hear the riddims of a lost city's marching band drumming away: it's probably made up of a bunch of freaky sylvan ghosts just like the one on the record's cover. Featuring contributions from Chllngr and Kiki Halmos.