Your present reviewer knows next to nothing about yoga, other than it is a wide range of techniques aimed at control of the body and the mind, which evolved over centuries out of Hindu, Buddhist and Janist holy texts. There are as many branches hanging from the willow tree.
Agaki was created by Celer (Will Long) for an event that took place at the Yougenji temple in Tokyo in the autumn of 2012. Long played to the backs of the yogas and yoginis, overlapping the chords of his twin set of tape machines spooling two keyboard loops. “While changing,” he says, “it maintained the same sound and makeup throughout.” What sticks fast in his memory of the work is the phenomenon of “ever-present surroundings never changing.”
Floating like the wisp of smoke coming off a stick of incense, Agaki curls and intertwines at the behest of small changes in the air. Longing to fill the entire capacity of the compact disc at 79:44, certain classic Eno ambiences of your own preference— Thursday Afternoon or Lightness, perhaps—will come to mind, it would be impossible otherwise. As throughout its long career, Celer proves that a work of art expresses reality in its own nature.