The opaque totem balancing in the midst of burgeoning humanity is both the concrete embodiment of the outer reaches’ mystery and the dark mirror of our animality. It’s freezing and boiling, edgy and organic, extraterrestrial and terribly familiar. These points of friction and powerful paradoxes run through Monolithe Noir’s new LP too: Moira. They take us on an
endless winding road weaving between synthetic severity, experimental achievements and
acoustic jolts that run, pile and collide into each other with no apologies for not choosing just one of these worlds.