Pasternak

Though evidence of a warmer season has finally begun to show, I find myself drawn to the stark, cold sounds of Pasternak. If there were one band, or album, let’s say, that resonates with me most—containing or exhibiting all the elements of sound and visions that I pursue—it would be this album from this band. However, “band” may be a misnomer in Pasternak’s case. Pasternak consists of one individual (unnamed) and a rotation of friends that visit becoming part of his project. (This I’ve gleaned from the linear notes.) What it is that I am particularly drawn to, perhaps, is impossible to say—or I simply lack the ability or a language to articulate what it is I am attracted to. Lyrically, there is a hermeneutical preoccupation to this work that—combined with music/sound both coarse and banal—makes something of raw beauty. Perhaps that is all I get. Perhaps that is all I really need. I suggest that if this album finds you, let it into your world.