Nightbloom es una colaboración entre Steve Roach que se encarga de los drones y sonidos subterráneos y Mark Seelig, se encarga de las partes de los tonos vocales y el resultado de esta colaboración, como de costumbre es espectacular, creando un trabajo de sonidos profundos y subterráneos, un disco que te transporta a otro lugar.

En Nightbloom nos encontramos con cinco partes enlazadas entre si para dar lugar a una única pieza de más de setenta minutos de duracción, tiempo durante el cual, el oyente es transportado a las profundidades, a esos lugares recónditos que la música profunda nos lleva.

Nightbloom es una disco que florece en la noche, pero también en el día, un trabajo para volver a escuchar y seguir apreciando sus sonidos, un disco, que si lo esuchas un día como en el de hoy, en él que las gotas de la lluvia golpean en los cristales de la ventana, te olvidas de todo y te dejas llevar y sumergir en la profundidad de la música subterránea...

Divided into 5 long parts, Nightbloom begins with a dark sinuous wave twinned to a voice with strange intonations as suave as unreal. Diphonic breathes that come from an elusive depth and which are intermingling to slow reverberations, molding a slow intro with breeded sonorities between vocal cords and resounding drones. Around the 8th minute, a rhythm is settling. Soft it pitches under fine tambourined percussions and groovy effects, moulding a soft and strange trance livened up by heavy buzzes to fatty resonances that are twisting around a structure with finely nervous jolts. Seized of a tribal tempo with a hypnotic trance movement Nightbloom I releases tender hybrid vocal trickles which illuminate a dark and intriguing land, where heavy and slow droning strata as well as fascinating trace an attractive duel organs/instruments. Part II is deploying under large reverberating loops and tribal percussions of which strikes resound in a deep echo. This unusual crossbreed of paradoxical sonorities to a world with ambivalent harmonies shapes a movement without rhythms, evolving in slow motion in a vast tenebrous plain where the night seems eternal. A night disrupted by heavy percussion strikes and multiple heteroclite sounds which draw a surrealist nature as example; big toads with sucker paws which gambol and jump with a heaviness and slowness extremely lyrical. Diphonic sounds fuse of everywhere, like synth laments, and inundate a placid world which lives in reclusion into a musical universe so unrealistic but as much spellbinding as the most beautiful moonset on a sun of Mars.

Percussions fall on Nightbloom III, sculpting an out of tune rhythmic with the slowness of incantations as well sung as played by a fusion of voices, drones, zones and reverberating loops. A little as if we are attending to a solo of tambourines, with a sound tapestry that defies all musical laws. Toward the10th minute, percussions are keeping silent. They make room to long and sinuous shamanist incantations which wave and amalgamate with resonance on Roach ethnic instruments to continue their slow spiritual atone on desert plains of Nightbloom IV. Suave, this 4th part joins the lifelessness den with its spindly hybrid reverberations, whereas softly the amphibian rhythm gets out of its lair, moulding with wonder the unruly paradoxes which swarm all around Nightbloom since its very first stammering to be pushed in a dark quietude drawn by declined breaths of Nightbloom IV finale. Nightbloom V gets out from the oblivion of quietude and takes back its hordes of breaths hustled by hyperactive percussions. A grandiose finale for an opus that always kept us on tenterhooks with this fusion voices and ethnic instruments on latent rhythms. Rhythms which explode with strength on a short tribal trance, before the atonal mood takes again its rights with hot breaths and twisted resonances which float with softness, as dust of the powder is dissipated after a furious combat on a desert and syncretic plain.

Fascinating is the word that sticks to mind after this musical adventure that is Nightbloom. An album intense and rich in heteroclite sonorities where voices and the nonconventional instruments of Steve Roach draw an astonishing unreal world which takes the forms of our imagination on involving and mesmerizing tribal percussions, unifying the paradoxes of quietude which abound on this astonishing dance of the spirits from fauna. A very beautiful album where the ingeniousness of Roach and Seelig makes us spends astonishing moments of a trance driven back in the abysses of our subconscious. - Sylvain Lupari

Roach’s sound design on Nightbloom has the kind of dimensional depth that makes you feel you can move through it, reach into it and part the sounds to create your passage. The layering throughout Nightbloom is stunning. There is no passive listening here; every sound, however slight, every nuance, is designed and set in place to bring you to a different state, a place well inside, to tap the primal. And it works, perfectly.

Because Nightbloom has taken me to amazing places and shown me incredible things every time I’ve listened, it’s most definitely a Hypnagogue Highly Recommended CD.

This release from 2010 offers 74 minutes of dark ambience.

Roach plays drones, zones, and terra grooves. Seelig contributes throat singing and vocal overtoning. Guests include: Beate Maria (on tamboura) and Dwight Loop (on groove elements). Atmospheric drones conspire with organically generated tones to generate a moody pastiche of nocturnal character.

The electronics actually exhibit a grittier sound than Roach's usual offerings. A growling, almost grinding quality is present among the constant auralscape. There are instances, though, in which auxiliary electronics provide sweeter augmentation, glittering tones that swim in the overall dark sonic pool. In one passage, a blooping sound enhances the feeling the feeling that the music is a deep water-filled abyss. Seelig's vocal effects provide an earthy flavor to this textural panorama. His contributions are so processed that they are generally unidentifiable as a human voice, excellently blending with the resonant timbre of the electronics to season that synthetic stream with sounds possessing anthropological qualities. Hints of rhythm occur, but it is immersed in the flow and consequently manifests as a series of muffled punctuations. This creates an eerie undercurrent, establishing a foundation of beats lurking beneath everything. During the final part, the beats rise and adopt a more prominent bearing, imbuing the music with a peppier sensibility.

Although divided into five parts, this music flows together to offer an extensive excursion into a skyscape of deeply pensive consistency.

Divided into 5 long parts, Nightbloom begins with a dark sinuous wave twinned to a voice with strange intonations as suave as unreal. Diphonic breathes that come from an elusive depth and which are intermingling to slow reverberations, molding a slow intro with breeded sonorities between vocal cords and resounding drones. Around the 8th minute, a rhythm is settling. Soft it pitches under fine tambourined percussions and groovy effects, moulding a soft and strange trance livened up by heavy buzzes to fatty resonances that are twisting around a structure with finely nervous jolts. Seized of a tribal tempo with a hypnotic trance movement Nightbloom I releases tender hybrid vocal trickles which illuminate a dark and intriguing land, where heavy and slow droning strata as well as fascinating trace an attractive duel organs/instruments. Part II is deploying under large reverberating loops and tribal percussions of which strikes resound in a deep echo. This unusual crossbreed of paradoxical sonorities to a world with ambivalent harmonies shapes a movement without rhythms, evolving in slow motion in a vast tenebrous plain where the night seems eternal. A night disrupted by heavy percussion strikes and multiple heteroclite sounds which draw a surrealist nature as example; big toads with sucker paws which gambol and jump with a heaviness and slowness extremely lyrical. Diphonic sounds fuse of everywhere, like synth laments, and inundate a placid world which lives in reclusion into a musical universe so unrealistic but as much spellbinding as the most beautiful moonset on a sun of Mars.

Percussions fall on Nightbloom III, sculpting an out of tune rhythmic with the slowness of incantations as well sung as played by a fusion of voices, drones, zones and reverberating loops. A little as if we are attending to a solo of tambourines, with a sound tapestry that defies all musical laws. Toward the10th minute, percussions are keeping silent. They make room to long and sinuous shamanist incantations which wave and amalgamate with resonance on Roach ethnic instruments to continue their slow spiritual atone on desert plains of Nightbloom IV. Suave, this 4th part joins the lifelessness den with its spindly hybrid reverberations, whereas softly the amphibian rhythm gets out of its lair, moulding with wonder the unruly paradoxes which swarm all around Nightbloom since its very first stammering to be pushed in a dark quietude drawn by declined breaths of Nightbloom IV finale. Nightbloom V gets out from the oblivion of quietude and takes back its hordes of breaths hustled by hyperactive percussions. A grandiose finale for an opus that always kept us on tenterhooks with this fusion voices and ethnic instruments on latent rhythms. Rhythms which explode with strength on a short tribal trance, before the atonal mood takes again its rights with hot breaths and twisted resonances which float with softness, as dust of the powder is dissipated after a furious combat on a desert and syncretic plain.

Fascinating is the word that sticks to mind after this musical adventure that is Nightbloom. An album intense and rich in heteroclite sonorities where voices and the nonconventional instruments of Steve Roach draw an astonishing unreal world which takes the forms of our imagination on involving and mesmerizing tribal percussions, unifying the paradoxes of quietude which abound on this astonishing dance of the spirits from fauna. A very beautiful album where the ingeniousness of Roach and Seelig makes us spends astonishing moments of a trance driven back in the abysses of our subconscious.