Slovenian 'imaginary folk' instrumental trio return with a kaleidoscopic third album.
Handmade and global instrumentation meets fearless sound exploration.
There's a sequence in Memoryscapes, a lovely French-made short film, in which Sirom set about fashioning music from a pile of pots, pans, saucepan lids and empty cans of supermarket lager on the kitchen table. It's the band in microcosm: cracked, insistent beats, rhythm chasing rhythm, a deadly serious playfulness, and the intimacy of close friendship undercut by the sense of emergency of a flashing torch. Sirom are all about the head and the hand, and the dark that always pushes against the light.