Nemertis & Creation VI – «Split»

Cat.# … DNA 124
Release Date … 08.02.2012
Genre … Drone
Type … FLAC Lossless

Days flow like a brook waters glittering in the sunlight. Dreams and remembrances get mixed with each other. Morning looks like evening, and night invites to forests where sacral dance of the Nature takes place away from street lamps and strangers’ eyes. Getting warmed with sunlight, we come to a new era. Here sand and stones lay beneath fallen conifers’ needles. Roots attract lightning bugs when trees lose their leaves and prepare to complete the main life cycle while their bare branches spreads under moonlight, rain and cold winds. Distant thunder sounds like its own echo playing a melody by feathers of ruffled owls. Lightnings turn to stares of angels coming down to Earth as whole World is quivering, pulsating and singing his everlasting song.

This split unites two works which are similar in discovering something new in drone ambient. Two projects – from Kiev, Ukraine and from Minsk, Belarus – explore guitar sound as a tool for developing abstract sound canvases. These abstract constructions are usually based on minimalistic sound streams and textures whose interlacing forms massive soundscapes.


  1. Nemertis – Intro (02:17)
  2. Nemertis – Clouds (07:07)
  3. Nemertis – Burial’s Angels (10:44)
  4. Nemertis – Thunders Were Guests In This Room (06:00)
  5. Creation VI – Leto (05:02)
  6. Creation VI – Chorophobia (08:15)
  7. Creation VI – Hour Of Shortened Shadows (04:11)
  8. Creation VI – Sands (05:07)
  9. Creation VI – Listopad (07:08)

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Date … 12.02.2012
Reviewer … S_und_S
Source …

Ручейки, листочки, ветерок, молнии и ангелы… пульсация земли в сакральном танце природы – всё это передадут посредством гитарного дроуна два проекта из Украины и Беларуси.
Что можно сказать, дроун как дроун от проекта «Nemertis», где местами подтрынькивают струны, не пропущенные через кучу звукоискажающей аппаратуры, уж не знаю, это особый приём автора или так принято в подобном стиле музыки. Не впечатлило, видимо, это на любителя диктофонной записи с выступления.
Второй проект «Creation VI» выглядит на несколько порядков достойно и интересно, чем предыдущий, здесь всё к месту и органично. Если хотите влиться в расслабленный и одновременно настороженный поток сознания в этот день, получить положительный настрой, то вторая часть сплита – то, что нужно. Это не просто дроун и звуковые ландшафты, это ещё своеобразная мелодика, выходящая за рамки данного стиля, с большим заделом психоделики. Вторую часть просто рекомендую к прослушиванию!!!

Date … 10.05.2013
Reviewer … Clarity
Source … To My Ocean Without Motion

Macrobiosis, holding on the tips of minimal segments, comes through layers of dreams, nightmares and then, in order to draw in details mold pattern of visible vigil, gifts volume and size to that space, which was born in the pacific age’s phase. One world is combined between inverted poles of sandglass, that rolls life’s ways into compass – in the only one point of location, where oceans seem to be not just unending, but skyline-lack. The view, which is father any horizon, can go for a tour across territories and countries, investigating full diversity of inner sounds — a treasure of the settlements, buried under daylight veils. It’s arriving without traveling, when the great experience of communication and original interaction with native planet begins in your own mind, your own soul, not somewhere abroad. All secrets, clues and answers are near of us, and nothing can be the one frame or the one standpoint identified.

Such curious discovery of backstage, of over curtain process was presented by two music projects, Creation VI (Ukraine) and Nemertris (Belarus), in compositions, that are predominantly based on recordings of guitar. Reverence to surrounding and microscopic motions makes this music naturalistic — like some entomologist explores flapping insect. Distorted noises and melodies can map hypodermic sensations — kind of fear to dance — «chorophobia» in the track list. Here is a feeling, if as a chair could move its clumsy limbs. Consciousness images pulses, that merger with frontage and dispart into fragments of reality, which paint false mirror with its wiredrawn caricatures.

This music speaks in Wonderlandish. There’s neither laws of gravity nor linguistics — only clear contemplation and fresh air. Graceful nature floats numbers of elements, in all. But the combinations can be infinite, reservoirs are always revolving and cyclic. Playing, that is flavored by fantasies and whispering of fancy muses, routes to region of mute, to naked masquerade.

Extraordinary talking with otherworldly beings is changing weather and climates every moment. The truth of what happening is puzzled… And each new question turns into rhetorical one, slowly falling down with color leaves of back end…

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