The forest lake is a cradle of life in more than one sense. The forest’s myriad forms of life depend on its waters, but its trickling branches, intense stillness, and soft reflections also hold powerful musical potential. It is precisely this life-giving energy that forms the basis of Swedish composer Filip Leyman’s solo debut album, Soft Light. From the very first track, »Beyond the Sea«, one senses how Leyman manages to create an organic universe where every sound nourishes the soil for the next. It is difficult to find either beginning or end as the many synthesizers and strings grow into and out of one another – you simply have to surrender and sink into this spherical universe of reverberations and deep, steady bass.

Filip Leyman’s work cannot be described without mentioning Swedish artist Anna von Hausswolff. Her music is like a force of nature, carried by long, sacred organ passages – and what is Hausswolff and what is Leyman is never entirely possible to determine. Soft Light gathers together compositions written over decades and appears as a natural extension of the many albums and soundtracks the two have created together. The album contains a strong cinematic dimension: in a track like »Shapes«, the layered sounds culminate in a dazzling climax that feels like slow motion in sound.

Here, Leyman appears as a musical botanist, patiently letting his synthesizers grow, sprout, and bloom. Although Soft Light has developed over many years, it sounds remarkably cohesive – like one long breath. The album seems more cultivated than composed. Let us hope that Soft Light is only the beginning, and that Leyman will allow more solo albums to grow in the same light.

English translation: Andreo Michaelo Mielczarek
 

Nøgleordet til denne udgivelse findes allerede i åbningsnummerets titel: »Deluge (deconstructed)«. Her piller Håker Flaten en Wayne Shorter-komposition fra hinanden som et LEGO-sæt og samler den igen på en måde, der kun glimtvis minder om originalen. Ud af brikkerne vokser et kort, gentagende guitarmotiv, som trommer, saxofoner, bas og klaver kredser om i stadig mere opløste mønstre. Melodierne bliver gradvis mindre konkrete, instrumenterne spiller mindre sammen, intensiteten vokser næsten umærkeligt – indtil alting falder fra hinanden, og processen begynder forfra. Samme greb bruges i tredje nummer, »Kanón (for Paal Nilssen-Love)«, hvor spænding og udløsning formes i en bølgegang, der driver musikken fremad. Håker Flaten mestrer kunsten at skabe dramatiske kurver, som fører lytteren sikkert igennem selv de mest tumultariske passager.

Easy listening er det ikke – vi er stadig i freejazzens territorium – men der er en særegen dragende balance mellem kaos og afmålthed. Først fanges man af overraskelsen i musikkens pludselige drejninger, siden af genkendelsens glæde, når man begynder at fornemme de steder, hvor musikken spidser til. 

Albummet afsluttes med »Austin Vibes (tweaked by Karl Hjalmar Nyberg)«, en støjende collage, der langsomt åbner sig mod brudstykker af mere konventionelle blæsermelodier. Her kommer vi tættest på noget, der ligner en klassisk jazzfornemmelse – og alligevel ikke. Det er stadigvæk ikke umiddelbart letfordøjelig musik. Men selv når Håker Flaten og hans medmusikanter bevæger sig længst ud i det fragmenterede, formår de at gøre det svært forståelige let at forstå.

The keyword for this release can already be found in the title of the opening track: »Deluge (deconstructed)«. Here, Håker Flaten takes a Wayne Shorter composition apart like a LEGO set and reassembles it in a way that only occasionally recalls the original. Out of the pieces emerges a short, repetitive guitar motif, around which drums, saxophones, bass, and piano orbit in increasingly fragmented patterns. The melodies gradually become less concrete, the instruments interact less, the intensity rises almost imperceptibly – until everything falls apart and the process begins again. The same approach is used in the third track, »Kanón (for Paal Nilssen-Love)«, where tension and release unfold in waves that propel the music forward. Håker Flaten masters the art of creating dramatic arcs that guide the listener safely through even the most tumultuous passages.

This is not easy listening – we are still in free jazz territory – but there is a strangely compelling balance between chaos and restraint. At first, one is caught by the surprise of the music’s sudden turns, later by the joy of recognition as one begins to sense where the music sharpens and takes shape.

The album closes with »Austin Vibes (tweaked by Karl Hjalmar Nyberg)«, a noisy collage that slowly opens up toward fragments of more conventional horn melodies. Here we get closest to something resembling a classic jazz feeling—and yet not quite. It is still far from easily digestible music. But even when Håker Flaten and his fellow musicians move furthest into fragmentation, they manage to make the difficult-to-understand surprisingly easy to grasp.

English translation: Andreo Michaelo Mielczarek