20,20
A haunting three-track EP of skeletal piano and whispered grief. Tricky strips his sound to its barest bones, creating an intimate space for mourning.
March 6, 2020 · False Idols
A haunting three-track EP of skeletal piano and whispered grief. Tricky strips his sound to its barest bones, creating an intimate space for mourning.
March 6, 2020 · False Idols
20,20 is not just an EP; it is a claustrophobic, three-track exorcism that finds Tricky at his most vulnerable and musically skeletal. Gone are the dense, smoky layers of his Bristol origins. In their place is a stark, almost uncomfortably intimate soundscape where every creak of a piano stool and every ragged intake of breath is amplified. You aren't just listening to a record; you're eavesdropping on a private ritual of mourning. The production is so sparse it feels fragile, as if the songs might collapse under the weight of their own sorrow.
How does 20,20 sound next to the rest of Tricky's catalogue?
The instrumentation foregrounds piano far more than the catalogue usually does.
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