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LUM ( Amores Solitares, Kompakt | Tulum )
Marko Peli ( PEX | DC )
Conscious Contact ( DC )
LUM is above all a spiritual encounter, a ritual séance for the acquisition of one’s essence, a ceremony. In a way, it's also a therapy alleviating personal sorrows and, well, by extension, mitigating the civilizational predicaments. To a certain degree, it's a course in tribal culturology. Fundamentally, it is LUM's dream.
LUM actually lived those spiritualities. More specifically, Sebastian Gandine has been for years observing how music is integrated into native cultures, identifying its social functions, acquainting himself with its principles, learning instruments, recording sounds, participating in various rites -- in the range from passage to burial -- and reinterpreting his multiple findings in the paradigm of digital technologies.
There is much more to it what makes LUM an act so extraordinary and so stupendous. We learn his music originates in his near-death experience dating back to his late adolescence. LUM surprises us by asserting that this experience has been his most astounding, enlightening and liberating trip ever taken, its traumatology notwithstanding. He recalls himself abandoning his body and dissolving into a pure free-flowing consciousness, released from mundane practical concerns, unplugged from the time-space-causality matrix. With the chronometry no longer intrinsically applicable, the ineffable durée could have lasted a nanosecond or millions of years. He remembers the displeasure of recombination and awkwardness of reconnection with his body, his short-circuiting with its basic needs, conditioned reflexes, crude cravings and "robotic" functions.
Tulum where LUM currently resides in the self-imposed exile on the run from his native Argentina, to the social scene of which he could not fully connect, not a bit, is fundamentally two things: the jungle and the beach -- the rest is history. It's from the former that LUM extracts much of his élan vital. The beach is just a lot of hot sand, sterile substance; while history -- any history -- is an artificiality, a linguistic construct with little relevance to one's Existenz (the state of a person being himself or herself or both). Where LUM finds real nourishment and empowerment for his genius is in plants. He is very deep into the jungle, conducting his botanical research the same way he has been researching into indigenous music. And very much at the same locations. Plants are always present as decoration for his stance on stage and the stage itself, as elements that comprise the shrine that is usually found next to the mixer -- whether as such, liquefied, dried, as smoke, as smell or already consumed and cognized through their wholesome effects on one's mind and body.