The strangely named Forbidden Cheese seems to be the result of what happens when technology and mystique merge, where the cutting edge of music making is used to create something ancient and otherworldly, where man and machine meet but the result is something primal. The song runs along on a pulse like groove, a planetary heart beat which is surrounded by minimalist electronica, beguiling washes of sound and smoke like sonics, as much a soundtrack as a song, hypnotic and coming from the left field.
Other works by this artist range from energetic, dance fuelled scores to pastoral techno-washes and here the emphasis seems to be on the vastness of space, the slow and achingly ponderous nature of the universe and the reminder to us as the watcher from this small planet that we are a fleeting, insignificant event in the grand scheme of things. That’s one interpretation at least, the joy of such music is that it is ambiguous enough that each listener can make of it what they will rather than be guided by the artist.
But it seems to approach such an idea from a philosophical point of view rather than a scientific one, painting poetic pictures rather than factual ones, the physical embodiment of the artists mission to describe “the rising mists of holding grounds unveil around me while I gaze onto the sky.” Enigmatic, reserved and questioning.