One listen, though a few restarts due to getting distracted a few times.

I felt a sense of landscape and time of day when writing this, and the song is quite moody. I wondered if I was getting the wrong feeling from it, and perhaps representing the song poorly. Realistically, if the interpretation fits then it fits, and so long as it’s not problematic, then it shouldn’t matter much. Still, I wondered. Still am wondering.

Underworld’s “Brilliant Yes That Would Be” is from Drift. Drift is a series of experimental releases. The first set is comprised of songs and videos Underworld put out between 2018 and 2019. They were also compiled both as a series of EPs and a full release known as Drift Series 1 – Complete. “Brilliant Yes That Would Be” was on the EP EP 1: Dust and also included on the Complete release.

I hope you enjoy.

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Low hums, calm. Long. Something howls, then the hums seem to thicken. The howl again, and softness rises from the hums and fades away. That howl returns, lowers, rises… it seems to flow in some places and snap in others. And whilst it is going, those hums change. They deepen and move into more melody, or seem to be looking to change things.

The sounds are minimal and maximal at the same time, and softness rises and falls, and the space keeps moving. The sounds seem to be looking over an expanse of space, of low land and high points, and all sorts of shapes, and moving across slowly, drifting across, drifting over, looking, finding nothing, and finding everything.

Small statics become the howl, and the sounds thicken where necessary. They thicken, then return to their previous state again, and it all feels cyclic, even as it progresses. The melody furthers; the howl furthers, and everything reaches further into the space travelled. Reaches further, looks further, takes more steps, keeps moving under a bright sky that changes to dark and sees shining among it, before changing to bright once more. And the appearance of the sky changes as everything drifts.

Keys, seemingly warm, pres at precise moments. Calm, cutting into the eternity, and then a few more keys, and things seem lighter. Or maybe they aren’t, but this is at least peaceful, though maybe it isn’t. Maybe it’s marvelling at something grandiose; something magnificent, and this moment is full of wonder. Maybe it isn’t; and it’s more a continuing walk across an expanse of space, continuing ever further, looking across a landscape, seemingly unable to return, accepting and continuing on, or relief, or sadness. It could be everything; it could be nothing, and it goes on until everything comes to a stop at the song’s end.