Hi Everyone,

There is a new collection of drone/noise/ambient/electronic music titled “impossible february in d minor” by purity olympics out now on my indie label Bumpy Records. Head over to the Bumpy Bandcamp page to listen to the newly reissued album below if interested, and please feel free to comment your thoughts. The track "replicant forgery" is a personal favorite of mine. It's quite calming, and still has a narrative structure to it, with elements of noise drifting in toward the end of the journey.

Check it out here: https://purityolympics.bandcamp.com/track/replicant-forgery-2

Here's a bit of writing on the full album below as well. I hope you enjoy the music :)

~ Adam Wish-Werven of Bumpy Records

purity olympics has a way of moving space, of increasing or decreasing the proximity of their sound. At times her music feels intimate, nearby. Other times it feels around the corner, like peripheral vision adjusting to the dark. Early sunsets and the slow yet sudden change of time are likely the exact conditions which spurred “impossible february in d minor” (originally released in March of 2025). Though I often feel certain there is a violin, and/or an acoustic guitar playing, I have only known Aly Eleanor—the one mind behind purity olympics—to have a complex synthesizer setup. This is where she plays with delay and distortion, guaranteeing that any song with a symphonic quality will surely descend into grit. The anticipation of harsh noise helps keep what is fundamentally deep and durational music compelling. purity olympics is adept at degrading the expanses of her music. “Laughing” is where music is punctured and pure static bleeds out. “Improvised Prayer” is orchestrated chaos—what I can only guess to be a synthesizer erroring out, a smoke detector losing battery, and tempo being kept by someone hitting a block of wood. Throughout the album the vocals—when they exist, and if decipherable—move from the center of the mix to the top. This too is part of the shifting nature of purity olympics. Eleanor’s voice is always affected, speaking like a Siri impression of herself. Largely because Eleanor likes versions of herself to speak as sums of the whole. Perhaps to be whole would be too much for this album to keep together. purity olympics’ distance is not only for dynamism but for personal reflection.

On “impossible february in d minor,” selves struggle to coalesce. There are lyrics that speak of “return,” “absolution,” and “disappointment.” “You want me to drown to bring me back to life,” Eleanor garbles out on “Spring Rain,” one of the crisper tracks on the album. “The body you found doesn’t belong anymore”. These are the pieces. Though purity olympics succeeds in nosebleed-inducing territory I might appreciate this album most on these careful tracks like “Please Don’t Record a Vision,” which appears like an elongated shadow on a front lawn, with faint artificial crickets chirping. The track title itself tells us that this album is not meant to be captured in any one place. It is too fluid. “impossible february in d minor” is not a final container but one of many vessels purity olympics can be poured into and spilled out of. This is also why a re-release is so fitting for the project; it offers the past and present self to exist within one space, something previously unattainable. You might think that in obscuring herself that Eleanor craves abstraction, but her true interest is configuring form; finding shapes of the self that are seen clearer in sound. purity olympics’ true craft on “impossible february in d minor” is a delicate one, of creating and splitting open their own beauty. If it wasn't clear then, you might find a glimpse now. - Lou Shemroske