Zu
Jhator

Sometimes people are strange, you expect one thing and they do the opposite.

Sometimes (often) life is strange, when it seems like things are getting sorted out, everything goes to hell.

Sometimes (often) everything is like this, an evening that starts out as well as it can, but in the end, twists on itself and then vanishes into nothingness, like our lives sometimes do.

The point is that ZU (zero presentations) are back, and they throw the new album "Jhator" in my face, leaving me as doubtful as I am bewildered like never before.

Two suites of about 20 minutes each where nothing will be the same as before, in fact, only certain (rather scarce) drum parts and a (hypnotic) recycled riff from "a sky burial" bring you back to the usual Zu of jazzcore factory bumbum, the rest are unexplored territories, ancestral dreams of who knows what reality that we will never know, post-ambient tale bringing you oriental flavors, no crazy sax dominating, no overwhelming bass, in fact, little "music" in the strict sense of the word, but many small sound atmospheres, like emotions rooted in the present moment of our thought.

An ambitious work but difficult for the ear and for minds (like mine) not used to certain rhythms and sounds; but, like a youngster who would like to know the world but first still has to learn to flow and know himself, I feel like...

Listen without distraction to grasp every subtle nuance of being.