Bringing peace and love!

I could cry at every vaporwave record, I swear I buy heaps of euros, who will make me an in-depth encyclopedia on this atomic explosion of a genre. Vaporwave is like post-punk (oh my God), in the sense, it was born as a standalone genre, quite identifiable, a child of chillwave. Then it branched out into many small subgenres, each one standalone (future-funk, mallsoft, plunderphonics, outsider ambient, sound collage, and more); I reiterate, perpetually and tirelessly, that this is the music of Generation ZZZ or whatever, Generation -1, people who absolutely don't take themselves seriously, with music that takes itself even less seriously, yet aims to be professional in total ignorance. I perpetuate this thought to drill it into your heads, because I know the horny, the workhorse, and the proggen have understood everything, we are maddafacca forward.

The Record: Placidity, Yeah, Dilation, Oh Yeah, Lindt smoothness, mmmmh, I lay insatiable on the bed, everything is slowed down, few piano notes, a delicate and not oppressive synth. Rhythms that, seen alone, live by meticulously crafted randomness. Virile slapping, Aww, Warm horizons, and scarlet hues.

Now I reflect, vaporwave could be the natural continuation of chillwave, where the latter represented in some measure the raw part, often lo-fi and DIY if you want to exaggerate. Continuing the comparison with post-punk, especially the synth phase, the beginnings were represented by complete inepts who attempted experimental pathways on the instrument, DIY indeed. With the advent of bands like ABC, Scritti Politti, the second phase of Orange Juice, there was the counter flipping of everything again, becoming clean kids and making clean music, bourgeois music suitable for the people, without forgetting where we came from.

Vaporwave is clean, aseptic music, warm yes but completely created from frost. There are no faces behind these records, they seem like albums randomly executed and the titles or artists' names so abstruse, using Japanese writings, particular symbols, or names of equipment (especially computer-related), make the external view completely messed up: is it a man or a machine creating this? A trivial question but not obvious. The criticism is heavy and meant to make one reflect, nothing should be taken for granted, Rock is not obvious and is not blocked, Pop is not obvious and is not blocked. There's this strange consideration that the '60s and '70s are the best, it might be true, there was a great clamor but I wonder: The youth movement of those years was strong and loud, compared to those that followed, up to today where young people are in a clear minority, oppressed by adults (who are greater in number). As with everything, music suffers from this and the media obviously target the widest audience, reunions or the continual reissues of chewed, spat, put back in the mouth, digested, evacuated and rechewed records is the evil of our times.

Vaporwave will bury you and probably bury itself!

Tracklist

01   Morning Haze (01:09)

02   Troposphere (01:56)

03   Cumulus Fractus (02:06)

04   Bermuda High (02:29)

05   Smog (00:57)

06   Nimbostratus (03:01)

07   Acid Rain (02:24)

08   Gradient Winds (01:51)

09   Tropical Depression (02:15)

10   Valley Breeze (02:29)

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