What happens if you let some of the chips fall where they may? Does it mean giving up command, or is it a way to reclaim it? ‘Silent Logic’, Marco Maldarella’s second release on Omen Wapta, doesn’t try to pose this question, it just answers it. With transitional potency.

In a sincere and understated way, this is a project that demarcates life in flux. Not as a document, but by presenting music practice as a tool to catalyse transformation. It’s an esoteric glimpse into an alternate universe where personal development book charts are topped by the greats of automatic writing. Rhythms as sigils, timbre as gnosis; some elements seize control, others unleash the subliminal.

Over the span of an astounding twenty tracks, single-take synth excursions are combined with calculated rhythmic structuring. The patterns on Silent Logic start to live life on their own beyond the intentional accents in the grid. As a product of multiple manual drum phasings, different actors in the percussive section spindle around each other. The number of elements per track is restrained to an austere framework, but a rigorous eye for detail hands the compositions a level of depth that goes beyond immediate perception, nestling itself into the brain stem. Right in place for celestial expansion.

‘Silent Logic’ breaks microtraditions wide open, but it doesn’t break with them. Not only does it present a pivotal point in Marco Maldarella’s discography and practice with its mammoth length and thematic depth; it traverses a junction within the Omen Wapta continuum. From a large base of source material is born a tracklist that swells, accelerates and comes alive as we progress through it. The result is a first half that flips tradition into nowness, elegantly bringing more conventional tempos home to the imprint. It wields the second and third act into a rip-roaring conclusion that presents life as being cyclical beyond mere duplication.

This careful process ultimately leaves us with a very real artifact. On Silent Logic, the space between expressions prevents complete meaning from becoming unveiled. The impact of its sounds comes as the result of experience pursued to the end. The free-flowing mind is channeled into clarity. It’s a testament to the power of straws pulled at random.