Across two tracks, impatient rhythms and repetitive forms look out from the metropolis towards the savannah where organic progressions and dry percussion take the lead, imprinting a romantic memory of a primal intuition in the shadow of a setting sun.
It must have been a late, light summer night in 2003 that I first found myself standing, mesmerised, in my older brother’s bedroom, listening to some of the most exotic and beautiful music I had ever heard. Its origins were still a mystery, all I knew at that point was that as someone who had grown up on bands like a-ha, Röyksopp, Air, and Bent, this sounded like the perfect amalgam.
With his debut album “Sleepwalks”, Raaja explores a subconscious world. With his instruments and machines acting as extensions of himself, he recounts dreams through sound. And like most dreams, those willing to ride the waves of strangeness, will find many rewards