Impossible Light

Naarm/Melbourne artist Uboa is someone whose works I know about, but have never dived into. I did start Origin of my Depression at the start of the year, but I felt I wasn't quite in the right mindstate to engage with it without it damaging me at the time. I was debating whether I should hold off on listening to this and listening to her previous critical darling of an album before this one, however, I'm glad I didn't wait.

Albums like this, ones which viscerally display emotion, ones that can really put you into a situation, these are the kinds of albums that make me interested in studying music production. I want to be able to understand how someone puts together songs like A Puzzle where everything feels wet and like you're in a claustrophobic, haunted space you absolutely shouldn't be in despite the fact you didn't want to be here. I want to be able to create something as euphoric as Impossible Light/Golden Flower. I want to be able to make something that makes you feel like you're lost somewhere cultish like the start of Sleep Hygiene.

My biggest thing about albums like this is whether I walked away at the end feeling like I god something out of the experience, it's why I didn't connect with Lamb as Effigy last year. But this one I just viscerally get, I can just feel where it wants me to be.