You want Ott? You get Ott.
With “Hiraeth”, Ott delivers exactly what his fans expect: a deep dive into the immersive world of psychedelic dub and trip-hop. The intricate production, the warm layers of organic and electronic sounds, and the enveloping atmosphere make it clear that Ott remains a master of his craft. The album is classic Ott — detailed soundscapes that draw the listener into a rich, trippy audio journey.
Ott once described his creative process with a mix of humor and self-awareness:
“My entire approach could be summed up in terms of throwing shit at a wall and seeing what sticks. I do have a very slippery wall though, and my shit is made of Teflon.”
This playful analogy perfectly encapsulates his blend of experimentation and precision. While much of his work may begin in a freeform, trial-and-error style, the final product is anything but random. Hiraeth reflects this — rich, polished, and meticulously arranged, despite the playful chaos that might have sparked its creation. His music feels like the product of countless ideas, refined until only the most cohesive and immersive remain.
The overarching feeling of Hiraeth — a title for a track that I used before, a Welsh word for a deep longing or nostalgia for a home that may never have existed — runs through the entire album. This emotional undercurrent is perfectly reflected in the melancholic yet soothing atmosphere that defines the record. The production is flawless, the arrangements are lush, and the use of space and dynamics is truly masterful.
Yet, the album also exemplifies “You want Ott? You get Ott” — and therein lies its greatest strength, but also its limitation. For fans of Ott’s earlier works like “Mir” or “Skylon”, “Hiraeth” is everything they love, with its downtempo grooves, hypnotic rhythms, and warm, enveloping textures. But for those looking for a new twist, a bold departure, or even a subtle shift in direction, “Hiraeth” may feel a bit too familiar.
It’s been a while since Ott released a full studio album, and while his live shows with Ott & The All Seeing I gave fans a taste of something fresh, “Hiraeth” leans heavily on the established sound that made him a beloved figure in the psy-dub world. The album feels like a comfortable return home rather than a journey into uncharted territory. This album showcases Ott’s ability to craft beautiful, flowing pieces that are rich with detail—but they also feel like they could have fit seamlessly on his previous albums.
For listeners who crave something groundbreaking, “Hiraeth” might feel like a missed opportunity. The meticulous layering, the deep basslines, and the atmospheric swells and glitchy sequences and effects are all there, but the sense of innovation that defined Ott’s earlier work is somewhat gone. It’s as if Ott is playing it safe within his well-defined genre, rather than pushing the boundaries of what his music could be. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing — fans of his classic sound will find a lot to love here — but it does make “Hiraeth” feel like an album for the faithful rather than one that will expand his audience.
However, despite these (hopefully fair) criticisms, there are definitely those moments of brilliance scattered throughout the album, as one would expect from Ott. The careful balance of tension and release, and the way Ott uses space to create an almost meditative experience. His skill at building soundscapes that feel both organic and synthetic remains unparalleled.
In conclusion, “Hiraeth” is a strong addition to Ott’s discography, though it doesn’t break new ground. It’s an album that knows its audience and delivers exactly what they want: lush, psychedelic dub with all the familiar elements of Ott’s signature style. But while it’s a satisfying listen, it’s hard not to feel a lingering sense of hiraeth for the innovation that once defined his music.
Ultimately, “Hiraeth” is like reconnecting with an old friend: comforting, familiar, and satisfying — but without the surprises that make such reunions unforgettable.
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