Nikki Martin and their ensemble Blue Luminaire sprawl across styles and centuries from early music to ambient music via jazz and more. But there’s a strong sound fingerprint on this, their first album for Bella Union.
It is an album in the truest sense of the word. Across ten tracks, Terroirs breathes steadily in and out, aching with every exhalation. It demands a pound of emotional flesh from listeners: neither the subject matter nor the intimate nature of the recording allow for purely objective listening. Martin’s clean countertenor voice is right in your ear.
Pain, longing and some sense of catharsis are cornerstones of an album intentionally marooned in a sort of emotional no-mans-land – the tight organism of voices and instruments stuck, oscillating between two noncommittal chords (»Closeness Sighs«, »Feel Your Skin Against Mine«, »Tangled«), constrained by febrile homophony (»Held«) or ruled by the hints of old forms like passacaglia (»Falling«). A hinterland of details adds to the ambience: Rococo twists and turns, tender gamba playing, drooping avian cooing.
All this buttoned-up desire eventually blurts out at the end of »Worlds«, a neat culmination followed by a purifying epilogue »My«. Sometimes the music tries to wring too many tears from a single word or gesture. Sometimes you long for a development that will dislodge a song from its fixed position (though that would probably defeat the object). Sometimes it’s all too close to sounding entirely worn out. But over time, Terroir sure proves an engrossing listen.
