Vladislav Delay: Rakka II
Sasu Ripatti knows that few things will humble you like time spent in the wilderness. “You learn to face your own limits and fears,” he’s said of his Arctic hiking experiences. His latest solo albums as Vladislav Delay take inspiration from these trips, the kind where you’re confronted with terrifying, awe-inducing grandeur. The title of the pair of LPs, Rakka, refers to the rocky terrain he traverses outside his home in Finland. The covers depict these spaces as spectacles in their own right, with pink and green smears that recall Christo & Jeanne-Claude’s gargantuan land art. And the music is some of the most outrightly turbulent of his decades-long career. But despite the rapturous sonics, Ripatti is doing what he’s always done best: crafting detailed soundscapes that make you feel small, forever at the mercy of his intricate productions.
Recorded during the same sessions as Rakka, Rakka II aims again to overwhelm with wind-tunnel drones, electrifying noise, industrial crunch—anything to get you bracing for dear life. Ripatti finalized the material for this second installment only recently, and he says that his time away from the music led to a more hopeful, optimistic album. Such positivity isn’t immediately audible: “Rakkn” drops you into whooshing sirens and mechanical whirring, opening the album in a state of panic. Stuttering beats creep ominously underneath, but then everything fizzles out, and all that’s left is vapor.
Much of Rakka II is about this process of diving headfirst into chaos and finding serenity therein. “Ranno” begins with sputtering static atop a constant kick drum, and its progression is decidedly linear—a stark contrast to the cacophonous start-stop rhythms of Rakka. As the track’s first half feels like anxious preparation for something larger, it transforms the same elements into blissful ambience, ending like one of the Field’s looping reveries. Even “Raaa,” responsible for the most whip-lashing structure here, has reason for its riotousness: Its sudden shifts provide for on-the-fly recalibration. After a mid-song passage of cool, airy drones, the return of a pounding beat reads more meditative than oppressive.
Beauty is the defining feature of this record. “Rakas,” which translates to “beloved,” is misty and thalassic, its synths tranquilizing in their intimacy, and “Rapaa,” with its high-pitched beeps and bristly drone, arrives like a tender massage rather than a relentless skull-battering. Ripatti’s vision of beauty is one of abundance, and Rakka II presents a never-ending flurry of sounds: Synth pads ebb and flow, beats erupt in scattershot patterns, and tracks are adorned with a bevy of atonal noises. While his early works, like Entain or Anima, may have felt like looking into a microscope to find countless squiggling organisms, Rakka II offers a more life-sized experience: It feels like Arctic winds are rushing straight at you, and these songs’ constant, surprising shifts make the immensity of it all feel invigorating.
Ripatti’s entire career has been built on ping-ponging between disorientation and close engagement: His dubbiest records are relaxing and richly textured, his footwork endeavors are always atmospheric, and his Rakka albums make hostile environments feel homey. Even “Raaha,” defined by its massive, lumbering beats, is supremely pretty: It’s rhythm distilled into its purest form, bearing the raw danceability of Esplendor Geométrico’s proto-industrial techno. “Raato,” which means “carcass,” sums up the album: it’s a power-ambient epic that quietly grows in intensity before dissolving into soft textures and stumbling drums. It’s moody, poignant, euphoric. One can imagine an expanse of Arctic tundra, of bones dotting craggy rock—a vision of death couched in acceptance. Rakka II suggests that severe conditions make you check your ego, and that doing so—while appreciating one’s single, fragile life—is a nourishing, wonderful thing.
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Chanel N°5, l’evoluzione della boccetta leggendaria esposta al MoMA di New York e ispirata da una piazza di Parigi
Creato nel 1921, Chanel N°5 è l’essenza più famosa al mondo. Descritto come “il profumo che ossessionerà il mondo” nel libro Coco Chanel di Claude Delay, è nato annusando i campi di rose di Maggio e le essenze di Ernest Beaux. E se la sua firma olfattiva è una rivoluzione, il suo flacone non è da meno. Merita infatti di essere descritto come un’opera d’arte senza eguali. “Con un solo gesto Chanel elimina le orribili bottiglie di Lalique, quelle con le nappe, e inventa un flacone semplice, con un monogramma nero e netto, al servizio del senso più esclusivo al mondo, l’olfatto”, prosegue Delay. Chanel ha infatti progettato un flacone minimalista, che ha permesso al colore ambrato della fragranza di prendere il centro della scena. La forma è piatta, simile a quella di una fiaschetta, ed è stata progettata per movimento e velocità, da mettere in tasca o per essere pratica nel kit da viaggio.
L’evoluzione della boccetta di Chanel N°5, dal 1921 a oggi
IL PACKAGING
Nel 1921, si scelse di costruire il flacone in vetro sottile. Nel 1924, la bottiglia fu ridisegnata con bordi smussati al fine di rafforzare i suoi angoli. Così, nel corso dei decenni, il design sobrio ed elegante del N°5 è rimasto per lo più invariato. I cambiamenti che seguirono sono di natura estetica e riflettono il desiderio di mantenere il look moderno, ma senza tempo, dell’iconica fragranza. Non dimentichiamoci che il N°5 è molto apprezzato anche nel mondo dell’arte, a tal punto da essere stato esposto, nel 1959, al Museum of Modern Art di New York. Poi, negli anni 80, il pittore Andy Warhol dedicò le sue famose nove serigrafie al profumo, cementando il suo status di icona della cultura pop.
L’ETICHETTA
La semplicità radicale dell’etichetta era coerente con lo spirito del tempo. Gabrielle Chanel era solita dire “sempre togliere, mai aggiungere”. Nel 1970, il design dell’etichetta e il logo che conosciamo appaiono sul flacone per la prima volta, ancora con i colori bianco e nero della casa. Nel 2012, il Packaging Creation Studio ha scelto di perfezionare l’etichetta e aggiornare il suo design. Ora è più piccola e dà maggior risalto visivo al marchio N°5, associato a Chanel.
IL TAPPO
Place Vendôme, piazza cult di Parigi, fu da sempre una delle fonti d’ispirazione di Chanel. Il tappo ottagonale - che si è ingrandito piano piano, con il passare dei decenni - del suo primo profumo Chanel N°5, ne riprende le proporzioni e, soprattutto, la forma. Nel 1970, il flacone viene coronato da un tappo più spesso e imponente per restare, appunto, al passo con le tendenze dell’epoca. Oggi, per la prima volta, presentava il logo con la doppia C intrecciata.
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