Adarcah Ianqu's dreamy place {dead ghost} is another example of the artist's ability to swim with and against the tide, administering grappling emotions through varied sounds. In this instance, he inserts influential hubs at both place and mind, which prove interchangeable, but more so, unswerving.
The album begins with "zip": a location where the noise is easy, but given time, it rumbles into a certifiable crescendo. It's a track for landing, for accepting one's destiny after an ardent odyssey, but also prepares one for a profound calamity.
"Church" is its saucy sequel, filled with an aesthetic ring that presses salvation, despite the inviolable doom that knocks at one's stained-glass door.
Dissatisfied with the piety pit, it's time to seek carnal conciliation. Through this portal, "madame {chulla}" cranks the gears, and once the metaphoric coins are tossed, the tingling tryst rifts and ticks for all its money's worth.
The feeling is good, but nothing good lasts forever. Orgasmic bliss culminates at an "autoshop in marashia": a weird, shrill sector, and depending on where one's ghost floats, tugged by either warning or longing.
Cosmic wanderlust descends, pelting like "silent rain", so bold and brash in its niggling hush. All of one's wins and losses swagger upon the consistent chimes, going round and round, but where's the goddamn exit sign?
One slumps in one's "frozen thoughts". The beginning is the end, and the infinite dream, a frigid cage, but at least behind the icicle bars, one's dead breath remains.
Accept Adarcah's incorporeal internment at
https://adarcaheancu.bandcamp.com/album/dreamy-place-dead-ghost?fbclid=IwAR0JpR6utcpZ4L8i9bGAdKS-27etgJWkOW0DmpTtp_VS_nmx_5Q3x9xotFQ
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