On Lighthouse, Viennese pianist, keyboard player, and composer Gerald Krampl continues from his 2009 release Innocent Wasteland: somber and subdued minimalist classical piano, sometimes and often flavored by equally minimal amounts of electronica. The atmosphere is a spectrum of soothing and melancholy ambience. Perhaps this disc would be played in your favorite New Age shop or, if you or a friend would have it, at your next wine and cheese party. With a fine Merlot and a quiet evening of relaxation, possibly introspection, but not necessary, I could drop Krampl's Lighthouse in my stereo and drift away. (My hard rock and heavy metal reader can pass, if you haven't figured that out so far.)
There's nothing uplifting or terribly bright here. But we discovered that on Innocent Wasteland. I'm not sure depressing is a valid description here. But if you're in an unforgiving self-loathing emotional place, you may not want to listen to this work. You might put the gun to your head ahead of plans. But I digress, with an obvious bit of sarcasm. Mr. Krampl is effectively brilliant, and equally self-indulgent, on Lighthouse. If you love his past works, then you will be well-pleased with Lighthouse.
Mr. Krampl is effectively brilliant, and equally self-indulgent, on Lighthouse. If you love his past works, then you will be well-pleased with Lighthouse.
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