Triptych by Mood Ignition: A Jazz-Chillwave Love Child You Didn’t Know You Needed
If you’ve ever wondered what happens when jazz takes a detour through chillwave territory, Triptych by Mood Ignition is your answer. Released in 2016 out of the Netherlands (because where else would this genre-defying gem come from?), it’s like someone took Miles Davis, handed him a synthesizer, and said, “Go nuts.” Produced by Jzzbucket and featuring vocals from Raffaela Herbert, this album feels less like a collection of songs and more like an accidental therapy session for your ears.
Let’s dive into two tracks that’ll stick to your brain like gum on a hot day. First up, "Will You Ever Know." This track hits you with those smoky, sultry vocals from Raffaela Herbert—seriously, her voice sounds like velvet dipped in honey. The bassline grooves so smoothly you might find yourself swaying at your desk or pretending you're in some noir film while waiting for your coffee to brew. It’s got this dreamy vibe that makes you wanna ask deep philosophical questions…or maybe just stare out a rain-speckled window and ponder life choices. Either way, it works.
Then there’s "Take Me Home," which is basically the musical equivalent of being wrapped in a warm blanket after a long day of adulting. The saxophone wails softly in the background, like it knows something you don’t, while the beat keeps things chill enough to lull you into a state of blissful procrastination. I mean, who needs productivity when you’ve got tunes like this? If this song were a person, it’d be the friend who always shows up late but brings really good snacks, so nobody cares.
Now, I gotta give props to the whole "Not On Label" thing too. There’s something kinda punk rock about releasing music independently these days, especially when it’s as polished yet raw as Triptych. It’s like they’re saying, “We don’t need no fancy logo to prove we’re legit,” and honestly? Respect.
But here’s the kicker—the last track, "Inner Circle," sneaks up on you like that one relative who corners you at family gatherings to talk about conspiracy theories. At first, you’re not sure where it’s going, but then BAM—it hooks you with its hypnotic rhythm and refuses to let go. By the end, you’re left wondering if you should text your ex or call your mom. Or both. Weird flex, but okay.
So yeah, Triptych isn’t perfect, but maybe that’s why it’s so damn lovable. It’s jazz meets chillwave meets existential crisis, all wrapped up in a neat little package. Listening to it feels like finding an old sketchbook—you can tell someone poured their soul into it, even if the edges are a bit rough. And honestly? Sometimes messy is exactly what you need.
Final thought: If this album were a food, it’d probably be avocado toast—trendy, comforting, and slightly overpriced in spirit—but totally worth every bite.
