Hainbach
Gestures

Here I am debuting on DeB.
Let's see if we can start debene.

In Haruki Murakami's second book "The End of the World and the Country of Wonders," there's a sequence of scenes set in this mysterious wonderland.
A mysterious, gloomy, rigid, silent, almost abstract place. Where music does not exist. The protagonist wanders through this place almost never meeting anyone. Without speaking. Accompanied only by a gray fog inside him. Instead, I imagine that this character has the opportunity to listen to something.
And if he could, this album would be perfect.

Thanks to a microcosm of gadgets and small synths, Heinbach creates a series of restless soundscapes. Distorted echoes of an empty, distant city. Faint signals of a drifting scenario. A series of movements, dubbed Gestures (hence the album title), that follow one another as a single thread; from the beginning to the end.
An album that, despite my unfamiliarity with the genre, struck me for its ability to captivate, even with a language not always easy to understand like that of electronic ambient.
More than the calm after the storm, this album is the calm during the storm. A mostly emotional storm. A fog that envelops thoughts. As the cover suggests.

And just now as I write, here comes a storm, over here in my area.

I'm going to cover myself.