The Ecstasy of Saint Theresa
Pigment

THE REVIEW

I'm pissed off. Sleeping is out of the question, clearly. It's too late to seek comfort from a friend and too early to tell everyone to fuck off for no reason: I might wake them up the wrong way and they could beat me to it. I go to the bathroom, sit on the white armchair, and learn about the prime minister's death while flipping through a newspaper: "Damn, come on, no. I'm not in the mood for news." Surprised by my reaction, everything becomes clearer: nostalgia moment. I head quickly and methodically somewhere, repeatedly asking myself what this "nostalgia moment" was supposed to be. In short, I find myself in the bedroom. In front of me, the dusty shelf with a label saying "nostalgia."

I pick a random record, and it's exactly what I was searching for without knowing it. The first The Ecstasy of Saint Theresa. An EP from a Czech duo who turned to ambient-whatever once they completed their first real full-length (titled "Sussurrate," dated 1992) released a year after this "Pigment." I start writing about it incessantly. I have many things to say while listening to them. I write skillfully and without pause.

[...] Apparently, they are appreciated (alas, only? More than anything?) in their alternative journey (beside their already figuratively alternative path). They vaguely remind one of Portishead. Let them go on MyDeb! I preferred them in this EP. I preferred them here, when they combined industrial quantities of shoegaze nostalgia with the most chaotic indie tradition. When those four intense, live tracks - from "What's" to "Honeyrain," via "Who's" and the linked "Square Wave" (also featured in the limited edition compilation "The Noise and the Melodies" of 1993) - represented an excellent calling card and helped you forget everything. Even that the prime minister is still alive or that you can't write exactly like Dante. Wake up, fool!

Heavens!