“The only reason this isn't my favourite Fennesz album is because Endless Summer is perfect.” - vurt
#27.

Fennesz - Black Sea (1930 Points, 27 Votes, One #1 Vote)US Chart Position: n/a
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SOMB Says: Hermoine dashed as quickly as she could down the hall. She knew that if any of the Slytherin prefects -- or even worse, Snape himself -- caught her running inside the corridors of Hogwarts, it would mean fifty points taken away from Gryffindor, but she had no time to worry about such trivial matters. If she didn't find Harry and Ron soon, they'd have bigger problems than losing the House Cup. She raced up the stairs and towards the portrait of the Fat Lady, now resting on a bed and eating truffles. She casually eyed Hermoine from inside the painting, waiting for the password. "Well, aren't you in a bit of a rush?"
Hermoine breathed heavily, exhausted from the laborious trip up the stairs of Gryffindor Tower. She'd seen Neville Longbottom lose his breath upon reaching the top, but had never felt so tired herself. Of course, she'd been up for nearly two days straight, but her research had finally paid off. "I've got to get in... it's an emergency!"
"I dare say! Well of course, of course... but first, the password?"
"Flibbertigibbet," Hermoine replied. The Fat Lady just shook her head. "Oddsbodikins? Wattlebird? Pig Snout?"
"Oh dear," the Fat Lady said. "They didn't tell you?"
"Tell me what?" Hermoine asked, beginning to look impatient.
"That the password has changed, my love!"
She spun around, coming face to face with a ginger-headed boy in a worn-out overcoat. "Ronald Weasley! Where's Harry? Quick, we need to find him."
"Nice to see you too, dear!" Ron's smile disappeared as he turned to the portrait on the wall. "Oh... he's upstairs. Oi! Fat Lady! The password is Saffron Revolution." The painting opened up, revealing the entrance to the Gryffindor common room, lit by torches and smelling of fresh Pumpkin Pasties.
"Saffron Revolution? Ron, are you bloody mad? What kind of a password is that?" Hermoine crossed her arms and stared at the ginger-haired boy. "Have you had too much butterbeer again?"
"Aw don't be upset," Ron said, taking her by the hand and pulling her inside. "Everyone says it's not a single, but don't listen to 'em. Not a word! Touch released it as a digital download a month before the album came out! It's completely within the rules, and a bloody brilliant too, if you ask me!" They entered the common room, finding Harry Potter sitting cross-legged on the floor before the fireplace, seemingly transfixed by the crackling fire as he stared straight ahead, as if he were waiting for Sirius's face to reappear in the flames before him.
Hermoine rushed towards Harry. "Harry, I've done it! I've found the last Horcrux! We can finally defeat Lord Vol... Lord you know who! Harry?" He stared straight ahead, unmoved by her discovery, which she was so sure would be the best news he'd heard in years. At last, he could finally bring an end to the terror that had been haunting the Wizard world for years, and get the revenge he'd longed for. His mother, his father, Professor Dumbledore... she couldn't wait to tell him! "Harry! Are you listening to me? Take those headphones off!"
Harry pulled the AKG K240's off his tussled head, glaring at Hermoine like an angry basilisk. "Damn it Hermoine, what is it this time?"
"I've found the final Horcrux! It took two nights in the library, but..."
"And it took Fennesz four years to finish making this album! Now sod off and let me listen to it already."
Hermoine turned to Ron in disbelief, but found no astonishment in his eyes. "He's right, you know," said Ron. "
Black Sea is the first album Fennesz has released since
Venice in 2004, and it's a stunning work of fragile beauty and undeniable power. Christian Fennesz has once again established himself as one of the premier electroacoustic composers in the world, able to craft pieces that possess both startling intimacy and monumental scope. This is easily his best release since
Endless Summer, only this time there's no concept at work, no reference for the listener to prepare themselves for beforehand, no framework to color the experience of the listener. The songs themselves simply exist on their own and it's impossible to resist giving yourself in to them. It's sort of like staring into the pensieve... or so Harry says."
"Maybe if Dumbledore had spent more time in Vienna art galleries or reading
The Wire instead of running Hogwarts," Harry replied.
"But I don't understand!" Hermoine protested. "I know where the final Horcrux is and you two just want to stand around talking about this album?"
"Of course not," Ron replied. "We'd rather sit down and listen to it, wouldn't we Harry?"
"Wait your turn, I'm listening to 'Perfume for Winter' right now. What a brilliant track this is," Harry said, turning away from the two of them again as he placed the headphones back on his head. Suddenly, he collapsed on the floor, clutching his forehead in pain. "My scar! It's burning again!"
Hermoine ran to his side and knelt down beside him. "Harry, no! He's trying to see through your eyes again! Remember your Occlumency lessons!"
"Hermoine," Harry screamed. "You don't understand! He doesn't want me! He just wants... to hear the album!"
Ron watched as Hermoine began wrestling the headphones from Harry, who was still withering on the floor in pain while desperately trying to keep them on his head. Suddenly, he pulled out his wand and pointed it directly at Hermoine. "Crucio!" The spell knocked her off her feet and sent her into the castle walls, where she slumped into a motionless heap on the floor. "Bloody hell!" Ron exclaimed, as the body of Hermoine Granger began to change shape, quickly revealing the corpse of... Draco Malfoy.
Harry, breathing heavily but apparently now free from the dreadful touch of Voldemort's mind, stared at the dead body in shock. "Ron? How did you know?"
"I knew it couldn't be Hermoine," he said calmly. "Because a true friend like her would never make you stop listening to Fennesz." -
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Also Ranked By: The Luscious Phil (#3), Badger, maxexactly (#4), autodafe, +marios+, ____________________________ (#5)
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