from the CD Disaro, Disaro Records, 2010Distance often impacts the vibrations of music, regardless of if one is speaking about a dissociated emotional ambiance or the literal void between sound waves and your ears, fashioning an emotional response in humans that people typically either take a lot of pleasure in or dislike intensely; I’ll bet you can guess what camp I fall into. A running theme in many “witch house” tracks is a severe sense of detachment, found in both the minimalist beats and, if included, the blasé vocals; to my surprise (a hipster I am not), a chunk of this scene comes from right here in the Denver area, including the band for which the genre gets its name, Modern Witch. This track is the easy highlight for me on their somewhat uneven debut album: pummeling beats, stabby synths, evil effects-laden keys, and the singing, which shows up just enough to hit the correct notes, and not an iota more. Everything about this song resonates for me, perhaps most of all their decision to skew the equalizers in such a way as to give the impression of being recorded in a tunnel, propelling us alongside their dark, neon-lit nightmare party.
