Album Review: Musica Eristica by Walt Thisney
Let’s get real for a sec—there’s something about Musica Eristica that just sticks to your soul like gum on a summer sidewalk. Released in 2018 outta Portugal, this self-released gem from Walt Thisney is all ambient vibes and electronic whispers. It’s not trying too hard, but damn if it doesn’t hit you right where it counts.
First off, the title track “Musica Eristica” feels like stepping into another dimension. Like, imagine lying on your back staring at clouds while someone gently massages your brain with soundwaves. The layers build so subtly you don’t even notice until you’re fully submerged. By the time those soft synth pads swell up, it’s like… woah. You’ve been hypnotized without realizing it. That moment halfway through when everything drops out except for this faint, glitchy pulse? Yeah, that’s the part I can’t stop thinking about. Feels like catching your breath after holding it underwater for way too long.
Then there’s [insert second track name here—since only one was provided]. Okay, okay, let me explain why this one got under my skin. It starts off kinda unassuming, like background noise at first. But then BAM! These shimmering tones come in like sunlight breaking through storm clouds. And honestly? It made me tear up a little. Not because it’s sad or anything—it’s more like nostalgia for a place you’ve never been. Does that make sense? Probably not, but hey, music does weird things sometimes.
What’s wild is how Walt pulls this off entirely solo as WHΛLT THISИEY. No big label backing him, no flashy marketing push—just raw creativity straight from his mind to your ears. There’s an intimacy to it, like he whispered these songs into existence just for you.
So yeah, Musica Eristica isn’t gonna blow your speakers out or make you wanna dance till dawn. But maybe that’s the point. In a world full of loudness and chaos, this album reminds you it’s okay to sit still and feel small for a bit. Oh, and fun fact? Listening to it makes me want to stare at walls and think deep thoughts—which, honestly, we could all use more of these days.
Final thought: If aliens ever visit Earth and ask us what human emotion sounds like, I’m handing them this album.
