Celebration of the empty daily repetitiveness, stylized and sealed in a technological medium. The sad succession of days, a new x on the calendar marked with the 38-minute life cycle of a Whirlpool washing machine.
A 38-minute wash cycle, another day, another x on the calendar. Dirty and wash. Dirty, wash, and die. A sad metaphor for life.
38 minutes. The sound of water pouring, a succession of sampled sounds vaguely familiar, an alienating mechanical dance between softeners, centrifuged siren songs, constantly rotating sounds in mutation, domestic industrial, housewife concrete music.
With their now-experienced mode, Matmos represents the sad mechanical routine of life, giving us an immutable 38-minute reminder, whispering with an ironic smile that we no longer have any escape.
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By sotomayor
The duo literally plays the washing machine as if it were a drum and at the same time a kind of synthesizer.
The true purpose of this album is to interact in a concrete, real manner with what surrounds us.