Through the haze we could make out hardly anything. Just the black line of the horizon. And in the distance the faint glimmering of the sea.
James Whipple returns from a long period of musical dormancy with his first full-length LP for PAN since 2017.
As M.E.S.H., he honed a singular and unpredictable sonic identity on his debut album Piteous Gate. Re-emerging as Hesaitix, the now-familiar motifs have become streamlined, the sound palette both more refined and more elaborate. Even at its most abstract, there is an uncanny presence permeating the record, a compelling emotional reality with its own narrative and spatial logic.
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