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HEARTLESS CALL 09/30/22

Slipping into your ears, the melody swims through your brain and slithers down your spine leaving you in a state of psychedelic bliss. ” - Nicole Mendes

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Heartless Call

Delujn

Into the viscous northwest - beyond the poplars - no service - terrains ripped to pieces - artificial light is a memory - the retina opens wide to catch a silhouette meandering down a dark gravel road. It’s one of us - called back to the land, yearning for symbiosis. The impossible air of a failure fading - ambitions spent - the picture of success
Into the viscous northwest - beyond the poplars - no service - terrains ripped to pieces - artificial light is a memory - the retina opens wide to catch a silhouette meandering down a dark gravel road. It’s one of us - called back to the land, yearning for symbiosis. The impossible air of a failure fading - ambitions spent - the picture of success has fallen from the frame. No more divide and destroy - already slaughtered in sunshine - chaos drowned in the waves of memories wake. We built this world then covered it all in rain.

Heartless Call, the second offering from DELUJN, compelled by a casually embarrassing bass riff and an audaciously fried rhythm, glittering guitars mimic horns & swell in the muted light of summers end, pulsing & prodding in a sunken world that suggests Felt, Sebastien Tellier, Cate LeBon, MGMT or Michael Rother. Something so familiar is at work here, an ice-blue orb of scenic reserve, genre bent and adventurous, instead of purist or old-world. There are so many groups trafficking grief but most stray into a defeatism that leave listeners even more flattened; John Skloves words are startling genuine, asking for help isn’t a weakness, his generosity of spirit is saying something about our communal experiences, that we're all inherently flawed just by virtue of being human. A testament to what happens when awareness and reason somehow survive a turbulent adulthood. Leisurely tempos, bittersweet moods and planetary melodies move us through these first-class emotions, trifling in ways that seem quintessentially scruffy and pacific rimmed.
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RIDE IN CHAINS 02/14/22

Crafting a blissfully smoky soundscape full of light, lazy rhythms, twangy spaced out guitar-led backing and piquant instrumental touches, his vocals lull breezily above with a restrained delivery that engages and hypnotizes.” - Rob Pringle

PLASTIC MAG

Ride in Chains

Delujn

The unshakeable belief in something that may or may not exist...DELUJN washes over like a slow sandstorm with the throbbing bass of RIDE IN CHAINS; an inventive soundscape of Desert-Dream-Pop/Rock. The aftermath of a misadventure, the rider can't see through the fog, the never-ending white line keeps twisting & disappearing on a wavering
The unshakeable belief in something that may or may not exist...DELUJN washes over like a slow sandstorm with the throbbing bass of RIDE IN CHAINS; an inventive soundscape of Desert-Dream-Pop/Rock. The aftermath of a misadventure, the rider can't see through the fog, the never-ending white line keeps twisting & disappearing on a wavering horizon, the driver is searching, hunting their other self.

You can feel the camaraderie to contemporary artists like Cat Power, Cass McCombs & Beach House as well as the influence of Boomer/Gen-X legends Chrissie Hynde, Neil Young and Echo & the Bunnymen. RIDE IN CHAINS is an instant driving classic; the song comes on like a ballad but lulls you into a trance with its pulsing rhythm & sinewy riffs, a neurotransmission of slinky keyboards & biorhythms straddling polychrome guitars, ripping through the desert with a hangover, headed back to an unruly reality.

Founded by multi-instrumentalist John Sklove and recorded in his furnace room studio, DELUJN's transportive sound morphs hallucinogenic folk, lopsided synth-pop and incendiary imagery. The song’s lyrics are preoccupied with colossal angst, half-truths, and the listless shock that the deep end is rather shallow. Self-defined as smooth-goth, add RIDE IN CHAINS to your favourite playlist now!
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