TheBlackPanther • 2012-02-14
Creix est un artiste à part qui n’a pas son pareil pour créer des ambiances toutes particulières, un peu mystérieuses et embrumées mais toujours très entêtantes, presque enivrantes. Cet album n’échappe pas à la règle, quatre morceaux pour quatre climats différents. Un vrai travail de création et de recherche sonore. Merci pour la recommandation !
AngelVox • 2012-02-15
Uuuffff, so sexi “During the rain”. Strenght in “FAR”. Action in “No escape”. And misterious “Opening the Door”… To where..? Congrats, nice, beautiful music. From Guatemala.
from the land of nowhere to the beating heart
Annamundi • 2012-02-14
Four tracks, four different suggestions: from the rarefied atmosphere of the first song to the slowly growing hypnosis of “no escape” … from the rising powerful trance of “far” to the dreamy landscape of the last piece… Of course i have my preferences, but what’s really impressive in this artist for me is that everywhere his music goes there is always a progression, always a good sound architecture, always some that reach your soul directly… Thanks for sharing your path with us
0mnim0g • 2012-02-28
Depth and area of field in stereo mix is wonderful here. Sexy solo lines breath and reach around spatial backgrounds. Profoundly felt. Music has many uses and purposes. Perhaps sleeping with headphones while music climbs into the brain and reorganizes the quantum connections. ‘Far’ has something new and unique happening in it. A far reaching, quickening tension to astonish old paradigms. Tasteful and mindblowing at once! Alien landscapes depicted in sonic waves and wet vibrational showers – a brilliant package – love it! Nelson
Shiny Hypnotics . . .
Wolfsong.thePoet • 2012-02-15
Creix’s music always has that certain undefinable something that reminds me of rainy nights in the city . . . a lonely place . . . darkly shadowed . . . but clear, like the dewdrop on the rose catching an intense focus of silver light . . . there is piano that glides into the awareness, and a sax murmuring in the distance . . other sounds, such as dripping rain-sticks are flung across the listening space like stars in a distant swirling galaxy . . On the other hand . . “No escape by Hu Creix” felt like just that . . . there was no way out from this piece . . which though the sound was great, went on for too long; a monstrously hypnotizing piece . . . My favorites were the bookends, “During the rain . . .” and “Opening the door . . . ” which had that Creix sound that I love so much . . Yet “Far . . .” was so mesmerizing, I felt as if I were flying through that night, high over the city, relaxed and exalted . . perhaps within a ghost train . . entranced in its cars, soaring through time and space . . . Wonderful . . .