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“reaching an inexpressible purity” (Le Monde)
“dreamy post-rock” (The New York Times)
“never-ending, sugar-sweet” (Neue Zürcher Zeitung)
“hauntingly beautiful” (The Sydney Morning Herald)

Thomas Meadowcroft’s work crosses worlds, embracing notated compositions for orchestras, acoustic instruments and electronics, and music for radio and theater. His music’s surface beauty is ambiguous, even ambivalent. Its ideas are provocative, but the music can be laugh-out-loud funny. It tells stories that are personal, but these stories are distanced — meaning can be made only by the listener. Sometimes even, we just simply drift, unmoored, his slowly changing harmonies living in the fuzzy middle between tension and resolution. Perhaps we might give up some measure of control, some of our insistence on “where is this going?” This music isn’t in a hurry, so perhaps we shouldn’t be either.

Tim Munro — Chicago, April 2022

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