Spectre Waltz – “Lapse”
Chicago newcomer Spectre Waltz quietly unveiled his gloom-glowing, debut track, “Affirmation“, about a month ago. That track only seemed to be a subtle hint of what SW had in store for the near future. His latest single, “Lapse”, steers in a new direction and takes a large step away from the slow-moving chug of “Affirmation”. It picks up the pace with high energy footwork rhythms, laser beam synthesizers, and low-key vocal samples that gently flow in and out of the mix.
PORTALS video artist Left Arm Single pleasantly surprised us with an accompanying unofficial video.
Stream “Lapse” and watch the video below:
The name “Spectre Waltz” means a lot of different things to me. I originally got the idea when I was studying the Lakota Sioux people and stumbled on the practice of the ghost dance. This ritual was a dance that could reunite the living with the spirits of those who had passed in an effort to bring peace and unity. This instantly brought me back to my first times seeing bands like Portishead and Radiohead. The music speaks through the depths of the musician and if it is successful, it can unite a whole group of people to share in a massive spiritual experience. I mean that human energy that everybody has, that light and that love. The feeling is universal, whether you see a DJ or a band or hear a musician on a subway station. Spectre Waltz is that feeling when I hear Nujabes on a sunny day and he is right there next to me sitting on the train. It’s a culmination of all the things that move my soul.
From Left Arm Single:
My favorite way to listen to music is in the dark. Not having any visual stimulus, my mind automatically starts picking itself, and music, evolving, sets the pace in exploring my imagination. When I sit up and start building something for other people to see too though, I realize how half-grasped my imaginations were, and putting a video together becomes like trying to remember a dream.
Sometimes what comes out is close. Other times it is a completely new creature, that might have once dreamt the other. This time, I think all that managed to emerge were its scales.