Running Up that Hill, the debut album of French musician and producer Sysyphe aka Philip Contamin, provides a mesmerizing mystical experience that revives echoes from the beautiful psychedelic ambient of the end of the 90s and early beginning of the 2000s. Philip is not reinventing the genre, but he's certainly refreshing psybient in an enticing individual way. What we have here is an enigmatic composition that unfolds slowly and vacuums the listener into another world. Philip weaves spellbinding atmospheres with his synth and guitar textures that flow so well inside a hazy tapestry of shimmering pads, fat warm basslines, weird noises and delightful, smooth deep and crisp beats. All of this is occasionally spiced with lovely oriental, Middle Eastern type percussion and mysterious chants, and gently soaked in a piquant organic raw dubby shade just in the right places. Sit back and let the magic of this wonderful night tale take over. . . |