Aum

For his second album, Deuter mostly went with the peaceable vibe that would inform a lot of his later music. Out with the slightly cranky improvised electronics, in with droning sitars, floating flutes, trickles of tabla, and thin, reedy vocal chants, all sent out across a bed of chirping birds and running water. As an ecological hippie trip it’s a pleasant experience, sure, but there’s something deeper at play here: the brief snatches of song have cumulative effect, you end up half-imagining histories for the later, deeper tracks, some of which might have fallen from the back of a Popol Vuh album, Aum’s closest peer in the Krautrock archive. It’s beautiful, anyway.