Review
Ocio
Medida Universal
1999
10/04/25
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Like gliding around a hospital's repetitive, constant noise.

One really has to ask themselves "What has Gustavo Cerati not done?"—remaining at the state-of-the-art in music, barely a year after drifting into Trip Hop, Psychedelia and Art Pop with his self-described breath of fresh air that was Bocanada, he, alongside Flavio Etcheto, delved into the depths of Ambient, Minimal Techno—genres that had seen their peak in popularity at the turn of the millennium—with project Ocio, a project that whilst cruelly short, lasting barely over a year with 2 releases, was one that seemingly had a profound impact on Cerati, given that 2002's +Bien retained much of its DNA.

The record itself has a medical, strangely mundane atmosphere, it feels akin to running around a hospital breezing through the simplistic, easily distinguishable and clear noises of equipment, whose constant quality is desired. Techno is nearly by definition a repetitive genre, but unlike many contemporary releases, the record uses this repetition to hypnotize and relax, the record does not search deeply to be danceable, instead being a byproduct of its brilliant composition.

It's a quiet record whose small details form its highlights and one which rarely tries to drift too deeply into high tempos and busy compositions, but one which perhaps remains far too neutral for its own good. Something which, if you are to follow Dante's advice, is a terrible sin.