уторак, 22. март 2016.

Mükemmel boşluk. Soul reading











Redd's new album, titled Mükemmel boşluk (A Perfect Space) is a piece of art that reveals itself in layers and stories these layers hold. It grows slowly on you, as it drives the feelings, hidden in sounds and words, mirroring listener's mind, planted in harmonies that make a heart miss the beat.


The first noticeable thing is much heavier usage of electronic sounds, synthesizers and keyboards, with less guitars. It's something I've expected for the practical reasons soon to discover this new sound has a deeper purpose and meaning. Keyboards do give a certain  fullness, but some of their sounds make great intros, mid-lines or outros - resembling a church organ (Onlar Bile Üzülürler - They'd even be worried), giving a retro sci-fi movie atmosphere (Sextronot - Sextronaut), or resembling dark and heavy raindrops (Tam Bi Delilik - A Complete Madness). Regarding this, most first impression critics point out one dilemma: are they still a rock band?
Does it really matter? Actually, I believe Redd have overgrown rock tag years ago: now more than ever, we can't place their music into a single box.

Mükemmel boşluk bursts with creativity when it comes to songwriting. Doğan Duru's composing talent is like a cornucopia that never exhausts in all the side projects he's been working on - film music, acoustic concerts, covers of other artists' music or  new orchestrations of Redd's old songs (such as Seni Buldum or Bak Keyfine). Now, having passed a good personal and artistic mileage, the songs are thought through, felt through, meaningful and mature. Rich with dissonances, unexpected modulations, instrument switches, dynamics, some - actually most of them - sound as if there are many songs in each one.
Opening with groovy Kalpsiz Romantik (Heartless Romantic), through catchy Kafakafka (an untranslatable pun referring to a head full with thoughts), clean Aşk, Virüs (Love, Virus) and rich Sextronot, the album reveals somewhat ironic understanding of life and human relations. Reaching mid ages, last stage of maturity, we realize the need of being light minded, playful, the need not to take life too seriously. But behind this carelessness are, in fact, also deeper and darker layers of  yearning, missing, hopelessness, love, desperation; breakdowns, losses and incompleteness. "This city is a funeral without you. I've turned into a corpse, waking beside another one each morning." - the lyrics say; or "Shoot at me, I won't suffer actually, for I am dying every day". The words reveal stunning pictures you can almost see with your mind: a broken heart shown behind a glass in a museum (Tam Bi Delilik), a different perspectives, which make you witness either  rising from earth or falling down from glittering space (Kaniyorduk - We were bleeding). A note: my understanding of lyrics is rudimentary but melodies are superposing the meaning and enabling the listener to sense the feeling a song brings.

Doğan Duru's powerful, strong, colourful voice, with a great technique and range remains one of the greatest features of their music. His splendid ability not to overdo, over-decorate, use too much vibrato, special kind of artistic modesty has always been an example of a perfect singer to me. Now, using lower registers (but still being able to hold unreachable falsettos) he sounds more emotional and persuasive than ever.
Berke Özgümüş is an amazingly talented and expressive drummer (not only drummer - he's quite a guitarist as well). He's dictating the rhythms, driving  attention with silences and syncopations. Drums hold the feeling within the song (such as, in marching rhythm of  Hala Seni Çok Özlüyorum - I Still Miss You So Much, or miming frantic  running in Tam Bi Delilik).
Güneş Duru's guitar lines are simple,  iterative, but plosive and sparkling (they somewhat resemble U2's The Edge style). We finally get to hear more of his soft, trembling voice which is a perfect counterpart to the leading vocal.

I wouldn't dare - and I don't care, frankly - to talk about the influences; but I know that Mükemmel boşluk brings inside my mind personal musical history, bands such as Depeche Mode, The Church, R.E.M, Simple Minds, Editors, U2, Echo And The Bunnyman - but it's (not) any and none. There's been a slow and gradual change and any of Redd's albums, actually, shows a different side to band's playing or songwriting; we may have our personal favourites, but it is impossible to say which one is better, or "the best". They're just - different, like different beads in a shiny necklace.
The band stated several times - speaking of the very title of this album - that the main idea was to distance from every day's noise of politics, economy, pointless interactions, news, expectations, deadlines; and finally pay attention to their personal, inner world, to intimate insights.
As for me, Mukemmel boşluk is a collection of different feelings held inside at our life's peak, zenith of life. We can only notice this thunderstorm of feelings as we sit in the perfect vacuum, as we're in the eye of the cyclone, as we witness everything we've ever felt and experienced swirling around us. With all its dissonances and syncopations, packed inside the perfect harmonies, it brings feelings of desperation under carelessness - and vice versa. It's like a glimpse over the shoulder to the life left behind, and with every blink it shows different patterns and colours.
If you don't like it, perhaps you're just too young.