In 1925, Colonel Percy Harrison Fawcett disappeared in the indescribable jungles of Brazil during an expedition to find the lost city of Z. The city not only represented a sort of El Dorado, but also a state of consciousness in which the traveler and the jungle became a single being. Fawcett describes this ideal moment as the appearance of an inverted oasis; a deserted space in-between lush vegetation where one cannot longer distinguish one plant from the other, water from land or bugs from birds. All of them form a unified harmonic tissue of organic matter.
Strange Oasis by Million Brazilians is in sound what Fawcett dreamed to find. Loaded with layers of tribal percussion, far-out atmospheres and exotic melodies, this record achieves to gather lush and mystery in a tangible fabric of sound. Flutes pass as birds, taps as humid drops, melodies as organic currents. A ritual happening far away and within simultaneously. As the music crowds round us, the sounds take on animal and vegetal flesh to form a strange oasis in the exact middle of the inner jungle.
It took me a few listens to “get” this, even though it exists in a musical community I think of as relatively familiar. But there is something about “~~~” that feels a part of my own existence, even though there is no overlap between this artist’s life and my own. This is maybe where the magic is...a cosmic voice of sorts that shows us we originate from the same dust and answer to the same call. bzztm-bzztj