Aeronaut’s Coronal Mass is one hell of recording, but just saying that does not a hint of justice to the overall quality of this release because I would be damned if I did not say that the packaging for this cassette tape is disgustingly awesome, and in truth, what ultimately makes the release is the music that takes up the two wonderful sides of the tape; not quite a chicken or the egg dilemma, but the whole “package” is what makes Coronal Mass so great.
The A-side of Coronal Mass is a masterful harnessing of droning ambient warmth that wraps its sonic tendrils around listeners’ ears and caresses them into a bliss fueled euphoric state of conscious oblivion making for a hell of an awesome just under twenty minutes of spacing out while the tape plays ( I have made a four hour loop of this and just sat in quiet contemplation while it played), and the B-side of this wonderful cassette tape is every bit the perfect companion to its partner in its ability to set a idyllic conscious void with its slowly undulating drones (believe it or not this tape has aided my fight against migraine headaches that render me unable to function by soothing my mind while I convalesce from a bout with an exceptional debilitating attack) and subtle choral sounds.
While the hyperbole that I am using may seem excessive in regards to this outing from Aeronaut, I can assure you that is not vacuous praise as far as my own personal attraction to an album which I can zone out while listening and getting lost in its sonic passages (the closest comparison to the affect of the record on me would be that of [b]SunnO)))[/b]’s 00Void which I have worn out a CD copy and two LP versions making for some of the highest personal praise that I can give such a record); Coronal Mass is a hell of an opening shot from a new project, and I cannot recommend tracking it down enough (I am extremely glad someone clued me into the tape before the physical version, which was a cassette tape housed in a sharp looking screened wooden box, sold out).
