2025.07.26 Drift Mode : Simulacral Feedback

 

2025.07.26 SAT 20:00 (토요일 저녁 8시)

 

Drift Mode : 

Simulacral Feedback
— 되풀이된 감각에 반응하는 시대의 청취

원본과 복제의 경계가 사라진 시대.
출처 없이 떠도는 샘플들, 코드처럼 작동하는 감정.
익숙하면서도 낯선 멜로디, 의미를 상실한 채 층층이 쌓이는 리듬들.

우리는 이 공허한 충만함을 때로 ‘몰입’이라 부르거나,
기묘한 ‘위화감’으로 느낍니다.

하지만 이것은 더 이상 현실을 모방하는 음악이 아닙니다.
어쩌면 우리는 음악이 아니라,
끝없이 되풀이되는 감각의 신호 그 자체에
반응하고 있는 것인지도 모릅니다.

이번 Drift Mode는 바로 그 지점에서 시작됩니다.
반복과 참조로 얽힌 소리의 구조 속에서,
감각의 방향을 다시 설정해봅니다.

이 되풀이의 회로는
‘클럽’이라는 신체적 공간에서 가장 선명하게 증폭됩니다.
특히 해체주의 클럽(Deconstructed Club)의 사운드는
더 이상 춤을 위한 기능이 아니라,
우리의 감각 체계 자체를 겨냥합니다.

이것은 감상이 아닌 접속입니다.
쾌감과 불쾌감의 경계가 허물어지는 지점.
무엇이 잘못되었는지는 알 수 없지만,
분명 무언가가 내 안에서 작동하고 있다는 감각.

이것은 음악의 형식을 빌린,
소리 그 자체의 작동 원리입니다.

감정, 정체성, 해석조차
더 이상 어떤 ‘진짜’를 가리키지 않습니다.
모든 것은 원본 없는 복제(Simulacra)의 연쇄일 뿐.
우리는 그 파편화된 신호 속에서
자기 자신과 조우합니다.

실재가 사라진 자리,
그 잔해 위에 그려진 청각의 지형도.
Drift Mode는 그 지도 위에서,
다시 한번 당신의 감각을 엽니다.

1. Blawan - Toast
2. Peder Mannerfelt - Limits to Growth
3. Amnesia Scanner - AS Chingy
4. Aho Ssan - Simulacrum II
5. Lorenzo Senni - Digital ∞ Tzunami
6.  Errorsmith - Fango Pack
7. Mumdance, Logos & Rabit - Inside the Catacomb
8. sideproject - Double Zebra
9. Chino Amobi - Malmo
10. Age Coin - Raptor
11. Oneohtrix Point Never - We'll Take It
12. Toxe - Determina
13. KABLAM - Vanmakt
14. Objekt - Silica
15. Jimmy Edgar & SOPHIE - METAL
16. Fatima Al Qadiri - Curfew
17. Tzusing - Nature Is Not Created in the Image of Man's Compassion
18. Lotic - Bulletproof

 

An era where the boundary between the original and the copy has vanished.
Samples that circulate without a source, emotions that function like code.
Familiar yet alien melodies; rhythms layered one upon another, stripped of meaning.

 

We sometimes call this hollow fullness “immersion,”
or experience it as an uncanny sense of unease.

 

However, this is no longer music that mimics reality.
Perhaps what we're responding to isn't the music at all,
but the endlessly repeating sensory signals themselves.

 

This is the very point where Drift Mode begins.
Within a sonic structure woven from repetition and reference,
we attempt to reset the orientation of our senses.

 

This circuit of repetition is most vividly amplified in the corporeal space of the “club.”
The sound of Deconstructed Club, in particular,
is no longer functional for dancing; it takes aim at our sensory system itself.

 

This is not contemplation; it is an interface.

A point where the line between pleasure and displeasure dissolves.

The feeling that you can’t tell what’s wrong,
but that something is undeniably at work within you.

 

This is the operating principle of sound itself,
merely borrowing the form of music.

 

Emotion, identity, even interpretation
no longer point to anything “real.”
Everything is just a chain of simulacra—copies without an original.
It is within these fragmented signals that we encounter ourselves.

 

In the space where reality has faded,
a sonic topography is drawn upon the ruins.
It is on this map that Drift Mode
opens your senses anew.