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Read Moreby BOXEDGE
There’s no clear beginning.
Ideas don’t arrive like lightning. They seep in.
They come through the cracks, like fog.
“Atmosphere” by Joy Division has always been a threshold for me.
A song that doesn’t tell you where to go.
It only invites you to disappear.
When I decided to reinterpret it, I didn’t want to remake anything. I wanted to find the silence behind every sound, the fade that exists before any word, the emptiness that precedes every image.
That’s how my version was born.
Not by adding — but by removing.
I started from the dark.
A single reverb. Then a pad. Then the voice.
But it couldn’t be my voice.
It had to be a voice not of this world.
Something that seemed to remember without having lived.
So I called on Lunaria Payne.
Or rather, I let her emerge.
I rewrote the original bass and guitar lines as electronic arpeggios, trying to preserve their melodic shape, even if transformed.
As if the song had been dreamed by a machine that only knows echoes.
I didn’t want to remake it. I wanted to listen to it from another point in time.
Lunaria doesn’t interpret — she translates.
She doesn’t perform emotions.
She filters them.
She transforms them into something you can pass through, but never hold.
In this track, Lunaria doesn’t tell a story.
She is the presence inside an empty room.
The reflection in a dead mirror.
And somehow, beneath the airy slowness of it all, there’s a distant echo of Genesis —
those of Wind and Wuthering, A Trick of the Tail, perhaps even Foxtrot.
Not in the notes, but in the breath.
In the way sounds open and then vanish.
In the way melancholy is never declared, but simply happens.
I’ve listened to those records since I was barely more than a child, in the mid-1970s.
They were with me when I knew nothing, but already felt everything.
And they’ve never left me since — not even now, all these years later.
We shot the video in the same spirit.
No grand effects.
Just a game of mirrors, flickering lights, and a dissolving figure.
A visual illusion — but not to dazzle.
Only to suggest that maybe there’s no one left at all.
Not in the video.
Not in the song.
Not in the listener.
Atmosphere lives (for now) only on streaming platforms.
But true listening — the kind you can touch, keep, and open in silence — awaits you in the vinyl and CD editions by Boxedge feat. Lunaria Payne.
You can find them here.
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