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TU M'

Monochromes Vol.3
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Monochromes Vol.3
  • Some projects are like unfinished sentences, their echoes lingering long after the speaker has walked away. Tu m’, the Italian duo of Rossano Polidoro and Emiliano Romanelli, left their mark in electronic and audiovisual experimentation before dissolving into silence in 2011. Now, 16 years later, Monochromes Vol. 3 arrives as a posthumous coda, a final breath in their long meditation on texture, space, and impermanence.

    The Monochromes series has always been about subtlety – “fragile atmospheric colors made of sound, light, space”, as they put it. But Monochromes Vol. 3 carries an additional weight, not just as a continuation but as a conclusion. The pieces – numbered 31 through 39, as if they were entries in an ongoing journal – unfold with a slow, weightless grace, their billowing tones and delicate digital murmurations resisting time, gravity, or any kind of resolution.

    There’s an almost painterly quality to these works. If Brian Eno dreamt up ambient music as something to exist “as ignorable as it is interesting”, Tu m’ push that idea further —towards something that feels more like Rothko’s color fields or Hiroshi Sugimoto’s seascapes. Each track is a monochrome not just in name but in experience: a single, immersive hue that shifts so gradually it tricks the mind into believing nothing is happening, until you suddenly realize you’ve drifted somewhere else entirely.

    Take “Monochrome # 36”, for instance—nine minutes of slowly breathing resonance, a kind of sonic afterimage that lingers even after it fades. Or “Monochrome # 38”, the album’s longest piece, where distant frequencies ebb and dissolve like light through a fogged window. The whole album functions as an extended exhale, one that lasts just over an hour but seems to stretch indefinitely, beyond the constraints of any timestamp.

    Listening to “Monochromes Vol. 3” is less about seeking out detail and more about surrendering to its atmosphere. Like waves that have been crashing against the shore for thousands of years, it is both new and ancient, its presence neither demanding nor indifferent. Perhaps that’s why it resonates so deeply – it doesn’t ask to be understood, only experienced.

    And so, with this final volume, Tu m’ disappear into the ether one last time. Not with a bang, not even with a whisper—just the faintest shimmer on the horizon, fading into the monochrome of memory.
    chaindlk.com