BRUCK’LYN, the former corporate titan turned progressive house maestro, has dropped “Moonshot,” an instrumental track that’s less about lunar landings and more about an inner space voyage. Why do pigeons always seem to know where they’re going? Anyway, BRUCK’LYN seems to be directing us towards our own navigational prowess, through sound.
“Moonshot” builds slowly. Not like waiting for a particularly stubborn microwave meal to heat up, but more like the gradual blooming of a desert flower after a rare rainfall. It’s progressive house, sure, but the kind that reminds you that progress isn’t always a straight line. Sometimes it’s a spiral staircase, and sometimes, you are at the beach, eating fries.
The track avoids vocal pyrotechnics, deciding instead to pull you into a whirlpool of escalating synth melodies. It makes you feel like going outside. The danceability is definitely there, the kind that might make you do that awkward-yet-enthusiastic arm-flail thing at a festival. But there is a pensiveness lurking underneath, and I find this surprising.
It’s also oddly reflective. Not in a gazing-at-your-reflection-in-a-pond kind of way, because this makes one want to move. It reminds you to be a traveler inside while the body does its flailing thing. The melodies climb, the beats drop – basic components, elevated. Like bricks constructing a Gaudi cathedral rather than a garden shed. The feeling of a sort of pensive celebration carries it’s essence, throughout.
What is BRUCK’LYN aiming for here? A simple answer can only be that It feels profoundly optimistic, a quiet shout of resilience into the great echoing void of… Tuesdays.
Perhaps “Moonshot” isn’t about escaping reality, after all, it can be like turning towards. What does the future sound like?
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