I find it fascinating on how we sometimes as listeners connect with albums. I currently have almost 200 albums in my collection that I rate 5 stars on RYM or 13 or above on Gnosis. They - appropriately enough - reflect a very small percentage of my overall listening experience. But those that make this list are very special to me for obvious reasons. Almost all of these go back to my formative years of deep diving into the vast world of underground music, with an occasional nod to a more well known album. It is very unusual for a newer album to transcend into this rarified territory. There are many reasons for this, mostly associative emotion - that which represents a time and place in one's life. When you're almost 60, the emotional aspect of the individual has (usually) stabilized. Those zenith moments are much fewer and far between. Much of this is familiarity and experience. In life it's the "been there, done that" factor. In music, we tend to recognize familiar patterns. Some are as comfortable as putting on your favorite pair of jeans. Others become tedious after close to 50 years of the same ol', same ol'.
I bring all of this up here on this review, as Prima Materia is (as I'm sure you've guessed by now) one of those rare albums. Even though Agusa have been around since 2014, and I own all of their studio albums plus one live outing, the group continues to evolve in the same manner as I have. And every single trigger and button got pushed for me, for a magical first time listen (and immediate subsequent listens). Perhaps this wouldn't have been such a great revelation for me 20 or even 10 years ago. But where my mental state is today, Prima Materia represents my personal soundtrack.
If you already know Agusa, then Prima Materia isn't really that much different than anything else they've released to date. Their stock and trade is that of the Swedish folk melody contrasted with the beautiful melodicism and instrumental progressive rock of a Camel (as but one example), or more close to home, Flasket Brinner. Flute is front and center to their sound, along with vintage keyboards and a delicious fuzz guitar tone. In addition to their normal approach, I picked up a distinct Brazilian bossa nova sound for this outing. It's the perfect complement to their recipe. This may come as a surprise if you weren't already aware of Sweden's long time fascination with Latin jazz.
As with any album that transcends the highest tier, words alone cannot express my adulation for such a beautiful piece of music. It's another kind of emotional language - one that if we all mastered, there would be world peace.
Ownership: CD: 2023 Kommun 2. As I stated for their last album: "Simple digipak. I think they want everyone to buy the LP instead...". Ya know, I might just do that, as irrational as that may sound since I'm downsizing like crazy over here.
3/31/24 (new entry)
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