Il est tout près le temps de la circonspection, de l'arrêt sur image, de la remise en question.
TRANQUILIZER ne mérite aucun buzz.
Ce nouvel LP du résident de Brooklyn révèle la posture de la renonciation (provisoire ?) - Basta la surenchère chronométrique ! TRANQUILIZER fait moins de bruit, comme son titre l'indique fort judicieusement.
Panne d'inspiration ? Rien de moins certain, La liste des tracks en l'état d'exemplaire flottaison est encore particulièrement conséquente, mais il est aussi certain que nous nous y sommes habitués. Ah ! Le terrible aveu de ceux que le quotidien rattrape, tard ou tôt. OPN, on n'y échappe plus, là où, peut-être, Richard D. James est susceptible de courir encore (pour rester chez Warp) afin d'épater la galerie. Enfants terriblement gâtés que nous sommes, à l'affut d'un os garanti pure fraîcheur, 100% vecteur d'un genre inaugural ou d'une lame de fond, au choix - Allez ! On ramasse ses affaires, c'est l'heure de la récréation. Le fameux "temps calme" des crèches maternelles. Petits monstres insatiables !
The days of BETRAYED IN THE OCTAGON and REPLICA are long gone; Daniel Lopatin now gets the red-carpet treatment, the Sheffield fanfare, four videos sniffing out the hype, and probably a bonus pack of Chupa Chups at the catering table. Errare humanum est.
And yet, the moment for circumspection, freeze-frames, and self-questioning is very close indeed.
TRANQUILIZER deserves no buzz.
This new LP from the Brooklyn resident reveals a stance of (temporary?) renunciation — enough with the time-stretching one-upmanship! TRANQUILIZER makes less noise, as its title rather judiciously signals.
A creative slump? Hardly. The tracklist still offers a particularly substantial drift-zone of exemplary pieces. But it’s also certain that we’ve simply grown used to it. Ah, the terrible admission of those caught up by the daily grind, sooner or later. There’s no escaping OPN anymore, whereas Richard D. James might still manage to sprint (keeping things in the Warp family) just to dazzle the crowd. Spoiled children that we are, forever sniffing around for a bone guaranteed fresh, 100% vector of a new genre or a tidal wave—take your pick. Right then, pack up your things, recess is starting. The infamous “quiet time” of daycare. Insatiable little monsters!
Once the "Bumpy" is behind us and the "Life World" sunk, TRANQUILIZER is not the kind of album you dissect in a rush of urgent compulsion, no matter what some might claim in a review (naming no names). TRANQUILIZER belongs to long-form listening. A future historicity, the kind attached to works we never imagined would accompany us through the next fifty years. A need to soak in a “tranquil” and beneficial innocence (Bell Scanner).
If waiting is required, we certainly won’t be sulking to do it.
thierry massard / 21 nov. 2025
