Translating dreams through computers has never been a problem for Doldrums. Last year's excellent Lesser Evil was a cyborg in sleep mode jacked into a Boomkat k-hole, but his latest tune “I Hear Music” poses a novel problem. Airick Woodhead writes that was originally a Sean Nicholas Savage song that he heard while dreaming; he thought it was real until he complimented the puzzled Savage on how good it sounded.
“I Hear Music,” the Doldrums adaptation of that song, jolts between claustrophobic Wingding-core noise and breezy percussive shuffle, a jabbled internal monologue that can't settle on papered windows or ecstatic cliff bellows. For the majority of the song, Woodhead's effusive vocals are coloured by what they drop into: glistening wave-chords, and it's delightful. Then, stomach-churning sonic jargon that makes him horrified and horrifying. Whatever song Airick originally dreamed, it's impossible to say if “I Hear Music” is loyal to it. But it is loyal to a certain kind of dream in big cities: rattling around in your brain's cage, unsettled yet with traces of focus, eventually meeting an unnatural end as the sounds of construction cycle back and forth, waking you up.