Berlin-based Romanian artist Borusiade (Miruna Boruzescu) has just released her debut, A Body, on Cómeme. available as a digital album via Bandcamp as well as on LP (now sold out). The minimalism of the sinewy spot-lit cover art leads you into a curious collection of drone and an inventive found sound environment. On the opener Cluster the clatter creates an atonal percussion as layers of pulsating circles secure the perimeter. It’s a physical vibration you can feel in the lower registers, defying categorization. The atmosphere is a bit post-apocalyptic, gyrating at mid-level, and at work. A gutsy start that leads into the den of Breathe, utilizing two layers of wavy synths and a smudgy female voice singing about a relationship plagued by demons (?), over a funky drum beat. The vocal is more a pure instrument here, playing on incantation rather than sung lyrics, woven tightly into the rhythm. Dormant incorporates some unique Dr. Who theme harmonies yet is a bit muddy and louder than the previous tracks. Where things get really interesting is on the awkward proto-techno of An Aquarian Feeling, with its cat-cry synth play and driving percussion. It succeeds by using a mix of 60s sci-fi fuselage and some sweet-repeat vocal techniques, with a non-stop beat.
There are gray patches throughout, that set up the overall mood, one that has one foot perched in reality and the other broad-bent far, dangling its toes into the cosmos of the future. The future has a bleak glow (Undone) as a whispery stagnant place filled by shadows and uncomfortable silences. Speaking of which, the gun-shot percussion of Silent is anything but. It’s something of the granddaughter of Bigod 20, with its perplexing late 80s blurpy beat and the hushed refrain ‘silent, silent, silent‘. The title track takes us out here, and it’s spectacular, with a middle-eastern rhythm and layered non-lyrical vocal antics. It’s a sensuous technique that pays off as Borusiade uses various keys and wordy cut-ups to form a hypnotic mix. She certainly saved the best for last, to keep you wanting and waiting for more. During these times of reckoning the male power politic, this is a striking post-feminist fable, imbued by the lyric like “all you see is a body, one, someone, no one, me, you there, anyone” — a record for our time. This entire album is about recognition, and disembodied-ness. It has a poker-faced attitude, but reading between the lines is clearly up to the viewer. Powerful debut.