uon (OUEST098)

Solaris (17:00)
J (6:36)
Bus (5:46)


"I hear uon’s OUEST098 as three different behaviors of water cut into wax.

The first track, Solaris, also comprises the record’s entire A-side—it’s oceanic. A textual motif printed on the disc’s label reads “Love is the eternal mood,” and “Solaris” sounds like the seemingly endless emotion of the sea. No axis, no locatable center, swelling, rolling—the positioning or lack of position of the one in love. Do I watch the wind knuckle the water’s surface or am I completely enveloped already? Of course, there is no cyclical course on a record’s surface that can turn eternally. The track ends after 17 minutes, and this is perhaps why uon's love, although it’s eternal, is also called a “mood”—something that sweeps over us, then, unbelievably, recedes tide-like.

“J” is choppy, white foam spitting off the shoulders of the waves—perhaps not even the humming omen of a storm coming, grey skies, but the hours before this charge. The water adopts a more forceful kinetics, salts a harder and regular stride, a confidence one might find incredibly sexy. It roils. With this cut, uon wades closer to dance-floor utility than many of their recent releases. I first came to know the artist as a DJ who, through their sequencing and sensitive mixing, completely changed the way I hear tracks I thought I knew by heart. They get floors churning. Productions such as “J” could put me there—pull my sweat and possibly tears out dancing, smutty tank-top, “wet look.”

The record’s final track is again on or in calmer liquid. Again with “Bus” there is the ambiguous position of the one in love—do I swim outside myself, or am I situated in my deepest region? The sonic palette: curdled sea slugs twisting inches away from your ear, submarine sonar pings, rain making the sea its dartboard. No doubt the water is much colder than that of “Solaris.” A tonal pad rises and falls throughout the song’s 6 minutes, like a current or riptide. It’s the last sound on uon’s record, depositing us back into silence, sand. So love may be the eternal mood here, but flux is the only mood of the eternal."
–Nat Marcus


Mastered by Matt Colton
Distributed by Boomkat
Edition of 200 copies on clear vinyl
Edition of 300 on black vinyl

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