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Dreamy, melancholic, peaceful, or just plain gorgeous? As long as your ears are open, the sound world of Yui Onodera will take you where YOU want to go. From simple means (piano, guitar, computer), Onodera draws complex materials, and then mixes them back into deceptively simple results. The work draws inspiration (and its title) from an abstract structure thought up by architect Christopher Alexander. What you get is quiet background music if you leave it at that or, if you are willing to take the time to listen, a deep immersive journey.

Hailing from Tokyo, Japan, Yui Onodera is a musician, a composer, and the founder of Critical Path. He studied both music and architecture, which explains his uncanny grasp of spatiality in music. His method consists in blending delicate instrumental lines with field recordings and computer treatments to create quiet, ambient electroacoustic pieces. This approach is akin to artists like Machinefabriek, Stephen Vitiello, and Chihei Hatakeyama.

"Semi Lattice" is Onodera's second solo album to be released in 2015 (the first one was "sinkai" on Japanese label Arctic Tone), after eight years of solo silence. In the interval, Onodera pursued several fruitful collaborations with musicians and groups like The Beautiful Schizophonic, Pjusk, Vadim Bondarenko, Mizkami Ryuta, and Baskaru recording artist Celer. All these projects seem to have informed "Semi Lattice" in some way, Onodera's solo works having grown lusher, fuller, and more fully-formed.

Yui Onodera - Semi Lattice 2

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All credits go to @honeybeat for their wonderful cover of "Shuraba" <3

Shuraba

A FAN-SONG ABOUT THE CHARLESTON SHOE THIEVES

THE COMMISSIONER IS DOING A GREAT JOB

i made it free to download, so feel free to dig in

Whose kicks? Our kicks
Whose kicks? Our kicks

Two out, last innings
Two out, last innings
It’s the only time we feel alive
Two out, two out
Whose kicks whose kicks
(Ba ba baa baa ba ba ba baaa ba ba ba)

Iterations spill out
As we steal the shoes of Time
Sharp suits, dapper feathers, and
Gasoline spills out
As we court the future fire
Big hits, soft pitches

And we crack the sky in half
And the flock pours down, that bad bird weather
Win or lose, we’ll have your shoes
We’re the kick grift queens with the soft butch batters
Better lock up your bases
Tie tight shoe laces
We’re the thieves
And you’d better believe
We light big blazes

[penguin squawk]

Iterations
Spill out
As we steal the shoes of time
And it’s a Grand Unslam

Teeth, wood, bones, blood
Teeth, wood, bones, blood
Whose kicks? Our kicks
Whose kicks? Our kicks
Hamburgers

Doc Doyle
Ren Hunter
Baby Alstott
Penguin Gunther
Tony Wallace
Stu Trololol
Seb Woodman, Workman Gloom 
and his dog
Beasley
Esme Ramsey
Cornelius Games
Snyder Briggs
Forrest Bookbaby
Blood

Two out, last innings
Two out, last innings
It’s the only time we feel alive
Two out, two out
Whose kicks whose kicks
(Ba ba baa baa ba ba ba baaa ba ba ba)

Whose Kicks

Low Cinnabar

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