Endless Seclusion by i AM esper

Re-release out now on CDr format though Fall Into Void Recs
DIY release with B&W cover limited to only 20 copies:
http://fallintovoidrecs.blogspot.com/



Press:

" Justin Palmieri is back, aka I am Esper, the one-man electric-dream-machine. Last time around we visited Justin after his previous CD, Glowing Valleys had come out. He is a fast-moving, hard-working dude, for there are, at least three other CDs that he’s released almost simultaneously this year.

The first one being reviewed is a little something called Endless Seclusion – an apt title for those of you who embrace depression, feel it as “a warm blanket”, like Kurt Cobain once said. The isolation one feels doesn’t engender ennui, at least not very much. More often it is a meditative state that allows one to escape the light, the noise and the people outside; except at night, in certain parts of the city, anyway, where it’s deathly quiet, a seeming ghost-town, except for all the intact buildings and the shiny new cars parked here and there on the streets or in parking lots.

"This album, Endless Seclusion was originally made up of 8 tunes: “Black Murky Depths I” and “Black Murky Depths II” have a drone sound to them, a smooth, icy, stark continuum of darkness; one that takes you to said “murky depths”; very hypnotic, meditational, almost astral . It’s the title track that really adds mystery and even more depth, as it is layered, underneath, with a drone-sound, but on top of that there are tiers of machine-like sounds, metallic clanging, scraping, banging and a kind of “robot rage” that stands out. Tracks 4,5 & 6 comprise a suite of sorts – “The Winter Path” Parts 1-3 wander around an icy corridor in a starkly lit cave. While the last two, “Untitled” and “Shoreside Apparition, Pt. 1” have a metaphysical drone buzz to them.

Throughout there are little twists and turns so as not to be just an endless “sound”, going nowhere. It’s definitely not here to make you dance, nor is it any sort of catharsis, at least of the typical variety. Even with the metallic noises and machine-factory buzzes and whirrs, there is still that hypnotic blur that keeps a fire going and doesn’t go out until the very end." - Heathen Harvest