Fine Tiraneco – Novparolo (reviewed by Dave Franklin)

Anyone making music under the pseudonym of Winston Psmith and referencing his dystopian story in the title of their albums tracks is automatically someone I am going to be interested in. The fact that Fine Tiraneco is a collection of ambient electronica just sweetens the deal. Just as some of the best and most unique experiences happen when you go off grid, as it were, where the road runs out and turns to green, when art runs out of rules to follow; music often only truly comes to life when you run out of labels that easily capture its essence. But I will try, that after all, is the job at hand.

Even terms like songs or tracks seems too inappropriate words, for what Novparolo does is create cinematic scores for films which haven’t even been made yet, but which just through their sonic grace conjure a thousand images. Images of wind-swept vistas, dream-like worlds, night time city streets, ancient landscapes and far flung regions of space. It is chamber-synth-pop, but with gentle, futuristic electronica replacing the more traditional sounds and beats which seem only to guide and structure rather than drive the music.

And special it is, and unique, and beautiful, haunting, ambient and otherworldly, built through seamless and graceful musical lines, soft edges and smokey synth work. Like I say, the best music is found in a place that has no need for pigeon-holes and labels, and Novparolo seem only to use that place as a base camp as they strike out even further to explore new sonic realms. When the clocks strike thirteen, put Fine Teraneco on and immerse yourself in its understated beauty, forget the Thought Police, they can’t touch you in here.