Under the Sun is a study in contrasts: the way things are and the way things could be. Even the internal dynamics shift beneath the ears, from seismic drone to effervescent electronics, from oboe and recorders to organ and choir. While grounded, the album also travels into space. The fact that it holds together so well is a testament to the vision of Maya Shenfeld, who has produced a remarkable statement, championing diversity through diversity.
Shenfeld is nothing if not hopeful. She envisions a future of collaboration and cooperation, in contrast to popular prognostications. By quoting the words of the prophet Ecclesiastes (“There is nothing new under the sun”), she both exposes and challenges assumptions.
The spiritual tone of the recording is evident from the opening organ tones of opening “A guide for the perplexed” to the exuberant finale from the Youth Choir Ritterchor, conducted by Ann-Kristin Mayr. Underneath it all ~ first apparent in “Tehom,” a Hebrew word that means “The Abyss” ~ are subterranean rumbles captured in Portugal’s Vila Viçosa marble quarries on one of the hottest days in history. The opaque yellow vinyl is a symbol of the scorching sun in an era of climate change. Is it “all meaningless, a chasing after the wind?”
The Philosopher was very old when he wrote his words; he had tried everything in his pursuit for meaning, save for love and friendship. He ruled, but he didn’t let anyone in. By this we question if he was truly wise; his blind spot opens the door for discussion. If Ecclesiastes arrived at such dour conclusions alone, what conclusions might collaboration produce?
Just when the album seems to be nearing maximum density in “Geist” (meaning ghost, spirit, mind or intellect, as in Zeitgeist), the tone and timbre shift. “Interstellar” is an uplifting synth excursion that suggests a reaching for the stars; Emptyset’s James Ginzburg makes a guest appearance. Might there really be reason for optimism? “Light, refracted” features processed choir, a staple of sci-fi scores, supplanted by unadorned choir in the finale, reflecting the idealism of youth.
In the end, the drone attempts to swallow the choir, but fails. The signal outlasts the noise. May this vision become a reality. (Richard Allen)
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