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01. SANSO-XTRO - Fountain Fountain
02. SANSO-XTRO - The Origin Of Birds
03. SANSO-XTRO - Wood Owl Wings A Rush, Rush
04. SANSO-XTRO - Golden Hour
05. SANSO-XTRO - Hello Night Crow
06. SANSO-XTRO - Light Come, Light Go, Ghost
07. SANSO-XTRO - Goodnight Thylacine
08. SANSO-XTRO - Observes Shadows
09. SANSO-XTRO - Exit: Joyous Mountain
ARTIST
TITLE
Fountain Fountain Joyous Mountain
FORMAT
CD

LABEL
CATALOG #
DIGI 058CD DIGI 058CD
GENRE
RELEASE DATE
5/24/2011

Since her 2005 release Sentimentalist (TYPE 007CD), Melissa Agate aka Sanso-Xtro has relocated to her native Australia and the move has treated her well. Fountain Fountain Joyous Mountain takes a lot of the ideas from her first record and dials them in, pushing everything to the next level. This collection of songs is a quiet force, blissfully confident and expertly assembled. Sanso's soundworld is a fully immersive environment. On the opener, "Fountain Fountain," we get a glimpse of everything to come. There's this carefully controlled chaos at work that is immediately hypnotizing. Agate sings simple passages toward the end, welcoming listeners into this new world as her voice floats above the fray. It becomes obvious as the album progresses that Agate is, at heart, a drummer. The staccato rhythms and percussive embellishments bring the album to life. These rapid-fire beats in conjunction with precise, half-speed instrumentation work in perfect harmony. Reminiscent of Blackdance-era Klaus Schulze at times, there's an intoxicating dizziness that is effortlessly present in "The Origin Of Birds" and "Wood Owl Wings A Rush Rush." Agate even throws a few nods to free jazz with "Goodnight Thylacine." Her skill as a drummer is matched by her ability as a songwriter, knowing when to push it over the top and when to hold back. Album closer "Exit: Joyous Mountain," sounds like a lost Alan Lomax gem with its melodica/harmonica duet and delicate singing. "Hello Night Crow" is the literal and figurative center of the album, though. It starts with a ringing synth loop that gives nothing away until the chord changes emerge a minute in. Again, it's about the slow-build, raising the tension and anticipation before melting into the sky. "You wouldn't recognize that it's not there anymore," Agate sings over the bubbling waves of synths. It is beautiful and crushing.