Photay is the solo musical endeavor of Evan Shornstein, a 21-year-old hailing from the lush and peaceful evergreen valley of Woodstock, NY.
Having been introduced to Aphex Twin at the tender age of 9, he quickly began to embrace music in all of its forms. This early inspiration provided a foundation for his musical growth in drumming, turntablism and eventually composition. Drawing on a wide range of global influences, he dove headfirst into the world of audio experimentation, initially through mixes recorded using his turntables, and later on through the use of digital audio software.
After an eye-opening trip to Guinea, West Africa, Photay was born. Combining his newly acquired knowledge of polyrhythmic percussion and years of experimenting with sampling and field recordings, he went on to create and self-release his first project under the alias. Seamlessly combining a variety of audio sources and techniques, Photay’s sound is a balancing act of analog and digital, of natural and synthetic. It is not designed exclusively for headphones nor the dancefloor, but is genuinely at home in both contexts.
This unique and confident young voice is in full effect on his debut self-titled release for Astro Nautico. Restlessly playful, Photay’s unique range of compositional skills are immediately apparent, with tempos and moods spontaneously emerging and evolving organically. Fusing catchy melodies with unusual textures, this is invigorating music that speaks an ancient language. It is vibrant, dynamic and beautifully unexpected. It will move you.
released September 9, 2014
Original music written, recorded and produced by Evan Shornstein.
Vocals on 'Reconstruct' performed and recorded by Matthew Young, Lyrics by Evan Shornstein and Matthew Young.
Trumpet on 'Reconstruct' performed by Adrian 'Ace' Mojica.
Bass on 'Chrome' performed by Gianlucca Minucci
Original artwork by Evan Shornstein, designed by Paul Baisley.
Cover photo by Jeremy Sherman.
Mastered by CPU/GOD at The Cathedral in Brooklyn, NY.
I listen to this and I feel like I'm in some non Euclidean space where moving forward is taking me back to where I was coming from. It's night time. There are steetlamps, the air is dry and just starting cool down and the pavement is still radiating the remnants of a July sun. foilcandy