Sarah and Ariel blend their strong individual personalities in a single trip on the edge of time. Their kosmiche music is pure, magnificent and elegant, an intergalactic hypnosis that seems to tell of distant times, a millenary vortex of a lost Era. In the first phase of departure, the mysterious song of the sax winds in archaic echoes, supported by the electronic inlays of the synth (Arp Odissey). Flowing between space rumbles and astral progressions, we sight high celestial bodies.
When the infinite drones of the tampura start, we take part in the night ceremonial, surrounded by the deep harmonium and the Tibetan bell chimes. This music releases a sort of mythological warmth, secret codes of a lost purity, which lets us dwell in the labyrinths of a pyramid or in the sacred space of a cosmic pagoda.
Cosmically-attuned spirits Sarah Davachi and Ariel Kalma coax the best out of each other in this sublime elision of electro and acoustic waves for Italy’s Black Sweat Records.
‘Intemporal’ documents the pair’s one day recording session in Australia, 2015, following initial contact when Sarah opened up for Ariel Kalma and Robert A.A. Lowe’s Vancouver show, touring in support of the ‘We Know Each Other Somehow’ album. Sarah brought her Arp Odyssey synthesiser and a looper, and Ariel elected to use his tempura for harmonics, together with a harmonium for drones, plus his keyboard/laptop/Ableton/plugins for effects, and a saxophone for melodies. The results are hard to describe as anything other than richly mystical and intoxicating, with Davachi reaching far beyond what we’ve heard from her before, while simultaneously, and beautifully, tempering Kalma’s energies.
Where Kalma reaches for the skies, Sarah’s contributions feel more rooted, and the music they create together comes to inhabit a weightless mid-air of purely “Good Vibes”, in Kalma’s own words. But any verbal description is an afterthought, as the pairing instinctively operate on a non-verbal plane of intuition, with each artist subtly supporting the other’s gestures; whether it’s Sarah underlining Kalma’s flighty sax with undulating drones, or Kalma pulling Sarah’s keening ARP lines into his orbit, their efforts are always harmoniously calibrated.
If you’re expecting another achingly quiet Davachi suite, you’ll have to think again. But if you’re open to the idea of her in a celestial duet with one of the world’s celebrated new age se’ers, we can vouch that you’re in for a mesmerising excursion.