Coil
The Snow

Culture, art, professionalism, and passion are not solely the preserve of the Sixties/Seventies. In the two decades that followed, there were realities that would not have looked out of place alongside a certain level of creativity like Neu, Faust...

Nurse With Wound, Current 3, and Coil are the perfect triad of music. I'm content to define it with the general term, without the subgenres and the myriad of pigeonholing. After all, Spandau Ballet, Pop Group, or Orb emit notes and sounds, only with different sensations and moods, but it remains music nonetheless.

Well, let's outline then an alternative dark school, decidedly flourishing, which could rival Canterbury's?! Bah, in San Remo there are the "winners." In real life, there can be successes, merits, and honors. Coil articulate a Dadaist melting pot rich with dark, industrial, post-punk, and kraut.

The initial period immediately sees a cultured update of funky Afro-wave rhythms (Talking Heads, PIL...). Dark mixes with syncopated rhythms and a hell of trumpets and drum machines, as in "The Anal Staircase" or "Slur."

Alongside them, Psychic TV were also damn hard at work, with the implicit burden of carrying forward the world's artistic production in the background. In short, one had to move forward and not remain dumbfounded gazing at the LPs of sacred monsters. Finally, it becomes increasingly clear that every genre is a box that, if not enriched with other influences, will inevitably expire within five years.

In fact, this EP, with the title track already present in "Love's Secret Domain," is witness to the chameleonic spirit of Balance and Christopherson. It definitively lands in acid house. In the same year, 1991, we also see the release of "Adventure Beyond The Ultraworld" by Orb; infinite productions with sounds never conceived until then. Note the long duration of the tracks, fearlessly recalling the kraut and progressive style of the golden period.

Everything is deliberate. Nothing happens by accident. Everything is due to merit, not luck.

Versatile notes and ambiances for every type of mind, image, and journey. It transitions from transcendental bucolic naturalism to the scary ghosts that haunt everyone's existence.