Wind, Again - Sary Moussa (2025)

A lot of times, the copy on an album’s bandcamp page is self-serving hagiography. I don’t blame anybody. My grandpa Joe used to say that if you don’t toot your own horn, nobody else is going to. ★

Regardless, this is an excellent line from the last paragraph that sums up what I thought of the record very well:

“Wind, Again” is both familiar and alien, cold and warm; it pays homage to the mechanics, materials, and tactility of the instruments and converges acoustic and synthetic spaces.

So for the second day in a row I’m going to mark a beautifully crafted instrumental work as a featured write-up.

This is an exploration of the tension and interplay between the manufactured and the natural, not musically as well as spatially. The soundscapes linger after they’re gone, like you just watched a sunset or a lightning storm.

Tracks I Liked

The first two are particularly good, but the whole thing is a strong recommendation.

★ I have a recurring intrusive thought when this memory comes up that he also might have been talking about masturbation, but you would have had to know what an upright and pious man he was for that to be funny.