Komfortrauschen continue to do what they know best, with their new album Plaste, they venture into a world of vivid, three-dimensional musical narration: Kafka at the beach? Let's take a closer look! They start precise with ice. The first track Dorian runs particular, like a machine, composing a musical d?j?-vu. Prompting us to wonder: have we been here before? Moving to the second track ‘Hank’ we can find the same precision but with a more hollow thud. Half way through a little smush enters the acoustic picture until an almost funky up beat sound smuggles itself in, weaving through the composition. For the third track ‘Massefhase’ the smush totally takes over, creating a distance between the world and us, the thud turns into a friendly buzz - loans from funk and blues appear. I can almost grasp the heat flickering in the air. On the flip side we can find the track ‘Malo’, which is much faster, restless even. This time it is more Kafka on speed. Once we surrender to the music, it takes you to ‘J?nner’. A track absolutely and totally in tune with itself. It has exactly the right pace. Evoking the almost perfect asmr experience within the music, fetishizing sound like the stretching and brushing of something, appearing and getting lost again in the rhythm. Finishing with Le stuff, Komfortrauschen is taking us right back into a weird twilight zone. Whats up with the stuff? What stuff? Not my stuff? Where is the stuff? Where is Kafkas stuff? Is Kafka dead? Kafka's dead baby, Kafka's dead.
