Across a remarkable run of releases in barely half a decade, London’s
Loraine James has established her identity through a blend of refined
composition, gritty experimentation, and unpredictable, intricate
electronic programming. While titles released under her given name on
the esteemed label Hyperdub tend toward IDM-influenced, vocal-heavy
collaborations, James reserves her alias, Whatever The Weather, for a
more impressionistic, inward gaze. On Whatever The Weather II, rich
worlds of layered textures flow seamlessly from hypnotic ambience, to
mottled rhythms, to cut-up collages of diaristic field recordings. The
result is a uniquely fractured beauty, born from a compelling union of
organic and human elements, processed through a variety of digital and
analogue methods.
James titled Whatever The Weather pieces based on an innate sense of
their “emotional temperature” at the time of recording, but she notes
that often, upon revisiting them, they will feel somewhere else entirely
on the thermometer; such are the whims of the environment. Compared to
the album’s predecessor and its Antarctic imagery, though, Whatever The
Weather II is a warmer outing, as signaled by the desert clime of its
cover photo which is once again shot by Collin Hughes, and the package
designed by Justin Hunt Sloane.
Also common to both albums is the mastering work of friend and
collaborator Josh Eustis (aka Telefon Tel Aviv), who lends his keen ear
to James’ complexities, to craft a strikingly three-dimensional sonic
experience.
“1°C” opens the album with James speaking through thick static, idly
pining, “Bit chilly, innit… Can’t wait for it to be summer,” as a bed of
granular tones and scattered vocal samples emerges. This ineffable mood
carries through “3°C”, where high-frequency oscillations flutter across
the stereo field, a vigorous, minimal kick rattles through a broken
speaker cone, and spacious synth harmonies burst and fade into mist.
“20°C”, the longest entry in the collection, daydreams through a din of
conversation and minor-key chords, before blossoming into a series of
glitchy, staccato percussion patterns. “8°C” rides a sole, wandering
keyboard line adorned with minimal counterpoint. In these moments, James
effortlessly draws order from a diffusion of ideas, and an air of
playful spontaneity creates the common thread.
In discussing this project, James notes that the first Whatever The
Weather LP (Ghostly, 2022) was created concurrently with Reflection
(Hyperdub, 2021), and that there was some degree of stylistic
cross-pollination between her two musical frames of mind. At the time,
she shared her feelings on genre with Pitchfork’s Philip Sherburne,
noting, “Yeah, I might look different from most people who make IDM, and
I’m from a different time period, but I don’t really care about the
term being negative or positive. I feel my music is IDM and I do my own
spin on it, being inspired by other stuff and fusing it all together.”
This go around, she dedicated several months of focused energy to the
alias, and to the development of its distinctions: no collaborators,
fewer beats, and a process based primarily on instinct and
improvisation.
The album’s singular sound arises from James’ favoring of hardware over
software, as her battery of synths is modulated, transformed, and
reassembled through an array of pedals with few or no overdubs,
effectively anchoring each arrangement to its precise moment of
creation. The greatest effort in post-production was given to
sequencing, on which the artist places the utmost importance; taken as a
whole, the suite ebbs and flows with a fitting sense of seasonal flux
and naturalistic grace.
The final act of Whatever The Weather II offers some of its most
affecting moments, beginning with “9°C”, where the haunting echoes of
children on a Tokyo playground break through intermittent bursts of
static, steeped in a bath of off-kilter, bubbling tones. Here, James
displays one of her many strengths: a fearless approach to sonic
collage, elevated by ambitious experimentation and pacing that manages
plenty of surprises. Never content to remain in the same sonic space for
too long, “15°C” follows with soft pads and glistening countermelodies,
abruptly joined by a jarring, cyclical rhythm that mimics a loose part
inside a whirring machine. Like much of James’ work, it bears an
internal logic that only makes sense in her hands.
Closing track, “12°C”, drifts from bustling human spaces into a concrete
groove, weaving melody and texture into a truly unusual, soul-stirring
fullness. In its final moments we hear, for the first time, a languid
acoustic guitar and gentle, finger-tapped beat over her pitch-shifted
voice, a callback that ends the album with wry ambiguity, and a hint of
more to be found beyond the horizon. Whatever The Weather II is full of
such passages, where formal composition appears like a film in negative,
and conventions are upturned with wit, intelligence, and skill.
Tracklist:
1. 1°C
2. 3°C
3. 18°C
4. 20°C
5. 23°C (Intermittent Sunshine)
6. 5°C
7. 8°C
8. 26°C
9. 11°C (Intermittent Rain)
10. 9°C
11. 15°C
12. 12°C