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Saturday June 1

Primavera Sound Barcelona

Desperados Cube


Was Isabelle Maitre one of our girlfriends? Wait … Wasn’t she actually called Isabel April O’Neil? Suddenly a flash of lightning among clouds of synthesizers. There are traces of almost ghostly sentimental memories in those machines that she is virtually making sing. That day with Syracuse it also looked like her. It must have been her. That other time with Eva Geist the memory was held together like an aquarelle. The electronic music by Epsilove (as the people in Dekmantel and Antinote well know) tenses the string of the kite. It flies and comes back to earth.  It takes us up and brings us down again. Musical/emotional mandalas. The science of sleep.