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Independently played, arranged, produced, and recorded, comes to install its abstract pieces into a musical landscape of sad protomelodies simmered in an electronic haze. Its dark and soothing realms, though, have an edge out of the ambient limbo, questioning the limits of the genre. What we found here is a path of soundscapes as a dark jam, with lush, other-wordly pieces going from frail beauty to textures designed as an erratic prayer. Think ambient downtempo, druggy in rumbling drones; tranced out tunes with occasional dissonance that merge gently on a foundation of waves. But anyway in this production you feel the premise on which its questions evolves: how to step out tradition and become an active mediator, escaping the limbo of ambient and permeating into character without losing its dreamy truth? H.D.O. succeeds in this task blending tracks seamlessly in a continuous pulse that only after many listenings reveals its core. While soothing, it bites a mournful serenity tasting the waters of open alert, what he himself calls a sound-catalizing zero-atmosphere. For while one feels the presence of former productions of Ionik underneath, mostly as a darker breath, an intuition of a sharp heart beating adrift is now the code. And this rule distills an essence that as soon navigates sorrow becomes atentive and soars into alert, never losing its hauntingly beautiful quality, followed as a mission. And by which means does he fulfill this mission? Condensing sound into a hid