Walls become echo chambers of lost thoughts, beats rush through the mind like heartbeats. They can give direction – these sounds can – a direction that is sometimes frightening, sometimes like a strange but familiar part of ourselves. It is these feelings that Tennota and Rosa Anschütz mold into Tormented Walls, a work between slo-mo techno and Anschütz’s lyrical, breathy voice that sketches new mysteries to be explored.
In six tracks, the sonic set pieces of Tom Wheatley and Grundik Kasyansky alias Tennota meet Anschütz on the border between dreamed utopia and the digital body. Where does reality end, where does fiction begin – and what does that have to do with how we think? Sometimes we feel our way along a supposed physicality, sometimes we become hostages of our own virtuality. Tormented Walls reflects something that cannot be grasped and yet develops an almost physical presence – a sonic image of the absurdity between the world and data space. In meditative mantras and carried by dark ambiences, something emerges that seems eerily accessible. Tormented Walls thus becomes a space for reflection on questions we have not yet known how to ask.
