Product Description
2 Reflections
3 Hemisphere
4 In This Century
5 Imagine Being Here
6 Interlaced / https://youtu.be/vbNiL_35PW4
7 The Endless Dusk
8 Telekinesis
9 Interlaced (Purple Fog Side Remix)
Genres: Dream Pop, Art Rock, Ambient Pop
For Fans Of: David Sylvian, Scott Walker, Talk Talk
Afterimage is dreamy art pop with velvety male vocals atop sparse atmospheric textures. Through minimalist compositions, Elsehow (the solo project of Italian-Belgian artist Piero Delux) explores states of memory, perception, and lingering emotional connections.
Refracting inspiration from the passionate depth of David Sylvian, the cinematic ambition of Scott Walker, and the late-period minimalism of Talk Talk and Mark Hollis, Afterimage’s melodic fragments, delicate textures, and subtle rhythms construct sensitive, spectral vignettes. Delux’s voice — silky, intimate, and sincere — guides the listener through shifting moods and quiet intensity. His lyrics, rich with poetic nuance, echo the album’s themes of recollection, impermanence, and emotional ambiguity where light and shadow coexist.
“I think of Afterimage as a collection of sonic echoes,” Piero reflects, “moments half-remembered, blurred by time and feeling. Like a drifting memory or fading dream, it’s built from fragments — sounds and images at the edge of recognition. Each piece is a window into a liminal state: between past and present, stillness and blur.”
Afterimage is Elsehow’s 3rd album. Rooted in dream pop, it’s a contemplative work exploring the underlying quality between sound and self.
Interlaced
I feel misplaced
Running for dream’s embrace
Hoping that it’ll gleam from time to
time to set the clock on the edge of a dream
So wrong like feathers that fall from Mars
Sounding like peaceful thoughts
When birds are rising from the world that make them
Weak and vain, this world has been fading
and has woven through you
Dim and worn, this world has been ageing
and has seeped into you
There is no place
To bury the time we spent
Longing for years of grace
In the gallery our moments
Interlaced moving through walls into space
Rather than frozen, a life we chase
In space and time to make us
Weak and frail, this world has been fading,
and has woven through you.
Dim and tired, this world has been aging,
and has seeped into you
Frail and mild, this world’s surely shading,
and has woven through you.
Dim and weary, this world’s been degrading,
And has melded with you.
Written, performed, produced, recorded, and mixed by Piero Delux
Mastered by Thomas Ragsdale
Artwork by Julie Caresia
℗ & © 2025 Elsehow. All rights reserved.
Reviews Editor –
From Ver Sacrum
Elsehow is the title of the project attributed to Piero Delux, an Italian-Belgian artist who has already released two albums under this name. Afterimage is a beautiful collection of compositions (eight in total), delicate and dreamy, a perfect convergence of authorial pop and rarefied ambient, achieving an expressive form that at times recalls early Sylvian solo work, evident in “The Endless Dusk,” at other times the mature Talk Talk, while avoiding immediate references. However, I like to insist (for the tone) on Liam McKahey of Cousteau, a band not coincidentally often compared to the intensity of Scott Walker. Delux is careful not to turn his work into a collection of self-celebratory chamber sketches, as in “Hemisphere,” where one seems to encounter the great David di Donatello, but it’s only a moment that slips away, hounded by the personality of the composer who guides the song with a sure hand. Impalpable atmosphere, images that slip away sideways leaving behind the wavy trail of memory, at times a more defined rhythm is hinted at (“In this century”), almost as if to break, interrupt the quiet flow of the notes and tickle the attention without changing the nature of the proposal, but Afterimage naturally indulges in the softer side ; a video and a “purple fog side remix” version of the beautiful “Interlaced” are available for the first time, which places the emphasis on the punctuation of the piano notes, over which rests a firm and deep vocal (with Sylvian once again in the background). The finale is entrusted to the meditative “Telekinesis”, a nocturnal piece that plays on the contrast with the broader opening of “Remembrance”. Afterimage offers us a refuge from the chaos of everyday life, from the noise and frenzy. A work outside of time. -Hadrianus
Reviews Editor –
From Chain DLK
Afterimage arrives like a memory half-remembered in the dark: tenuous, spectral, and strangely urgent. The solo project of Italian-Belgian artist Piero Delux, Elsehow fashions dreamy art pop that feels less like songs than sonic apparitions. Over sparse, ambient frameworks-few beats, gentle washes of synth, subtle texture-Delux places his silky, intimate voice, exploring the spaces between regret and possibility, loss and longing.
From the opening “Remembrance”, we hear his aim: to echo what has passed, to hold onto fragments that refuse to dissolve. His words-“moments half-remembered, blurred by time and feeling”-offer the album’s blueprint. Elsehow is not interested in bold statements or theatrical gestures. Instead, the album unfolds in quiet slivers, the kind that slip in when you’re not looking: “Reflections”, “Hemisphere”, “In This Century” – each a vignette, a shape in the fog.
Delux wears his influences – Sylvian, Walker, late Talk Talk – lightly. They’re not anchors but spectral companions. He borrows their sense of restraint and space, yet he doesn’t mimic; rather, he translates their emotional vocabulary into his own idiom. His voice floats above the minimalism, sometimes distant, sometimes close enough to feel breath on the skin.
Musically, Afterimage is built from absence as much as presence. Sparse piano, light reverb, ambient decay: each tone lingers just long enough to fade. Occasionally the rhythm stirs-barely-but mostly this is music that resists propulsion. It’s contemplative, a mirror turned inward. In “Imagine Being Here”, a fragile tension builds, as though an unspoken longing tries to push through the veil. On “Telekinesis” the minimalism tips toward ghostly motion; on “The Endless Dusk”, a whispered lament folds into dusk’s quiet surrender.
What makes Afterimage compelling is its fidelity to ambiguity. It never fully resolves its sorrows; it rarely declares its certainties. Instead, it lives in the question: Can we feel what fades? Can we speak what memory erases? Delux seems to answer: Yes, if we dissolve into the sound first.
For those seeking music that holds you close while letting you drift – this is a rare and beautiful encounter. Elsehow may not shout, but he remains eloquent – a voice singing through the blur. -Vince Camarretta