
U.e. (Ulla) - Hometown Girl (White Vinyl LP)
Groggy, engrossing new work from Ulla under their newly minted U.e. tag, riffing to the sublime on a set of (mostly) acoustic reveries that tap into the kind of smokey vapours favoured by the likes of Vincent Gallo, Voice Actor, Jonnine. Oh aye, itâs a special one.
A new year, label, album and handle for Ulla, a multifaceted artist who has draped our pages with wonder, under numerous aliases and collabs, for almost a decade. On âHometown Girlâ they distill transience and flux into a quiet set of chamber works subtly resembling the room recorded nuance of their âJazz Platesâ side with Perila - here taken a step further into more elusive, low-lit dimensions.
In a mode thatâs wistful and melancholic, listening to the albumâs dozen discrete pieces feels like leafing thru a journal of hand-written notes, reflecting on the feelings that come with separation from loved ones and displacement from familiarity. Ulla performed and recorded all of the instruments themselves, lending a tangible tactility to layered arrangements of woodwind, keys, strings, drums and voice, lightly speckled with electronics and perfused with open window field recordings.Â
They locate a crackling frisson of personality in the voice notes and day-dreaminess of their mottled inscapes, gauzily demarcating lines between past and present selves. In that aesthetic and approach we can also hear similarities to Jonnineâs blue-skied âSouthside Girlâ or crys coleâs poetic sensuality, often leaning into the domestic surreal.
A frayed, opening salutation âGood Morningâ signals a delirious half hour in Ullaâs company, variously swaying to the downstroked jazz swing of a âLavender (NF)â spritzed with clarinet, whilst âFroggy Explorerâ stirs the air like Jan Jelinek on a barely-there tip. The Basinski-esque fritz of degraded loops really snags the imagination along with a twinkling nightlight âBallâ, as the album opens out into its most fully resolved songs with a closing couplet of disarming wonders âDrawing of Meâ, and a blurry âMuteâ that feels like Ulla ăalmostă reveals too much before retreating back into the shadows.
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$16.43U.e. (Ulla) - Hometown Girl (White Vinyl LP)
Groggy, engrossing new work from Ulla under their newly minted U.e. tag, riffing to the sublime on a set of (mostly) acoustic reveries that tap into the kind of smokey vapours favoured by the likes of Vincent Gallo, Voice Actor, Jonnine. Oh aye, itâs a special one.
A new year, label, album and handle for Ulla, a multifaceted artist who has draped our pages with wonder, under numerous aliases and collabs, for almost a decade. On âHometown Girlâ they distill transience and flux into a quiet set of chamber works subtly resembling the room recorded nuance of their âJazz Platesâ side with Perila - here taken a step further into more elusive, low-lit dimensions.
In a mode thatâs wistful and melancholic, listening to the albumâs dozen discrete pieces feels like leafing thru a journal of hand-written notes, reflecting on the feelings that come with separation from loved ones and displacement from familiarity. Ulla performed and recorded all of the instruments themselves, lending a tangible tactility to layered arrangements of woodwind, keys, strings, drums and voice, lightly speckled with electronics and perfused with open window field recordings.Â
They locate a crackling frisson of personality in the voice notes and day-dreaminess of their mottled inscapes, gauzily demarcating lines between past and present selves. In that aesthetic and approach we can also hear similarities to Jonnineâs blue-skied âSouthside Girlâ or crys coleâs poetic sensuality, often leaning into the domestic surreal.
A frayed, opening salutation âGood Morningâ signals a delirious half hour in Ullaâs company, variously swaying to the downstroked jazz swing of a âLavender (NF)â spritzed with clarinet, whilst âFroggy Explorerâ stirs the air like Jan Jelinek on a barely-there tip. The Basinski-esque fritz of degraded loops really snags the imagination along with a twinkling nightlight âBallâ, as the album opens out into its most fully resolved songs with a closing couplet of disarming wonders âDrawing of Meâ, and a blurry âMuteâ that feels like Ulla ăalmostă reveals too much before retreating back into the shadows.
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Groggy, engrossing new work from Ulla under their newly minted U.e. tag, riffing to the sublime on a set of (mostly) acoustic reveries that tap into the kind of smokey vapours favoured by the likes of Vincent Gallo, Voice Actor, Jonnine. Oh aye, itâs a special one.
A new year, label, album and handle for Ulla, a multifaceted artist who has draped our pages with wonder, under numerous aliases and collabs, for almost a decade. On âHometown Girlâ they distill transience and flux into a quiet set of chamber works subtly resembling the room recorded nuance of their âJazz Platesâ side with Perila - here taken a step further into more elusive, low-lit dimensions.
In a mode thatâs wistful and melancholic, listening to the albumâs dozen discrete pieces feels like leafing thru a journal of hand-written notes, reflecting on the feelings that come with separation from loved ones and displacement from familiarity. Ulla performed and recorded all of the instruments themselves, lending a tangible tactility to layered arrangements of woodwind, keys, strings, drums and voice, lightly speckled with electronics and perfused with open window field recordings.Â
They locate a crackling frisson of personality in the voice notes and day-dreaminess of their mottled inscapes, gauzily demarcating lines between past and present selves. In that aesthetic and approach we can also hear similarities to Jonnineâs blue-skied âSouthside Girlâ or crys coleâs poetic sensuality, often leaning into the domestic surreal.
A frayed, opening salutation âGood Morningâ signals a delirious half hour in Ullaâs company, variously swaying to the downstroked jazz swing of a âLavender (NF)â spritzed with clarinet, whilst âFroggy Explorerâ stirs the air like Jan Jelinek on a barely-there tip. The Basinski-esque fritz of degraded loops really snags the imagination along with a twinkling nightlight âBallâ, as the album opens out into its most fully resolved songs with a closing couplet of disarming wonders âDrawing of Meâ, and a blurry âMuteâ that feels like Ulla ăalmostă reveals too much before retreating back into the shadows.






