Their capacity, demonstrated so brilliantly here, to amass luminous clusters of microsound that pullulate and disappear into themselves as if strained through roving vortices of interference mesh, suction and space litter, I acknowledge that many narratives might be generated by the music of Realistic Monk or simply ingested as the pleasure of finely cooked sound.
Fibrous and finessed, this is a spark pairing of imaginations
(The Wire / Katrina Dixon)
Subtle, slight and spooky, the pair deploy the tiniest sounds to create soundscapes at the edge of perception. Less cut and glitched than Stone’s solo work, Realistic Monk’s sound seems to hardly be moving at first, only to shift underfoot and reveal delicate oscillations and MSP mappings.