Out of the seductive world of Jim Jarmusch’s 2013 film Only Lovers Left Alive comes this sonic missive from Bill Laswell, not included on the original soundtrack release.
Like the Moroccan ritual to which it makes reference, it moves in stages, from the spidery guitars that open the circle to the dance of fecundity that closes it. Equations of clay drums trace the halo of a deeper beat science, stretching the mind like a net to catch runaway gods, each of whom carries a torch of some long-forgotten past. There is a drifting—if not also drifter—quality to the music. It is an enhanced trip into someplace far from the ills of the world, populated entirely by beasts from within. A search for truth behind representational costumes, this delicate ornament for your Laswell tree speaks to us with the breath of a thousand continents: A shadow is nothing without the light.