A few days ago, two Latin words became more relevant to two brain hemispheres, which — subsuming dualist debauchery — effectively vanguard my sensory-cultural intake. Aesthetically, this pair of words evokes a distinguished sentiment, risen from the small print on the back of a diploma. If you throw them at a translation website and press the speech button, a nervous voice will spew “different song.”
With(out) further adieu: Psalmus Diuersae. If you want to so call it, the label emerged from a decided nonchalance in abstraction. A little bird relays tales of a crypt of glitch-democracy, wherein Psalmus Diuersae acts as a melting pot for stews of erratic and kinetic ingredients. Instead of potatoes, beef, or carrots, you might bite on coordinates, technical instructions, Français, mathematics, and so forth. The hands which toss and stir are/is Psalmus Diuersae. Collapse/clarify.
While the audio presented by Psalmus Diuersae might stem from singular sources, everything else is decidedly subject to change by any of the many(or few) artists constituent of collective effort. Regardless, mavers_GEP, (as it now stands), is the purported title for a group of three tracks recently released via Psalmus. Much like the other releases online, mavers_GEP is a whirlpool of obscurity, garbled and gargled into a transitionary dimension, in which you pull relations like rubber bands. It’s nostalgia is only in the framework of narrative, which dissolves without a subject, and wanders without an object. At one point, a tired friend recounts a dream about traveling as a group. A touchstone, which embodies the march of Psalmus Diuersae into a swirling enigma. It’s worth it to tag along, but don’t expect resolution. That’s not in the soup.
• Psalmus Diuersae: http://diuersae.bandcamp.com
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