Such a title, Titans, for this listening pearl signed by the renowned sound artists Francisco Lopez and Thanasis Kaproulias aka Novi_sad, is not an act of haughty self-referentiality, even if I could say it could fit to their skills, but it's strictly connected to the inspirational place where they moulded the sonic material they consolidated in different way: the legendary Ancient Olympia region! In particular Titans (also known as white clay man as according to some studies their name derived from a Greek word meaning "white earth") are those gigantic deities who ruled the world during the so-called Golden Age, an era which was ended by Prometheus, a Titan himself, when he gave to the mankind the gift of fire and other arts and crafts. By the way, according to some essayists Titans had a central role in the primordial stages of Ancient Greek shamanism: they were normally represented by men covered by white clay, who evoked the strongest cosmic and natural forces, able to destroy other ones such as the pleasure. Such an attribute was called back in the ritual based on the episode of Dyonisus' cannibalism by Titans themselvels for instance.

Some listeners with a lively imagination could hear a sort of translitteration of Titanic powers in this split cd: Francisco Lopez's 30minutes lasting track starts with thundering ultra-low frequencies nearby the threshold of hearing, which seem to rise from the bowels of the earth, before the sound gets crammed with abrasively sinister metallic scratches, whose friction with eardrums gets gradually silenced till the moment when the Spanish sound artist plays with imperceptible hums, babbles and chirps so that it seems the titanic force of its sound has shaked the whole audible range till when the listener has been traumatically taken back to nature. Novi_sad's "Ellipsis" is really impressive as well: Novi_sad uses the same source materials, but melts them in a completely different way. The thundering low frequencies by Senor Lopez have been replaced by the recording of a real storm and when he overloads the sound space with proper thunders, you'll almost feel the electric atmospheric activity related to such a weather condition, while the hypnotical sonic sculpture based on an intense teeming of metallic ground noises sounds to be swept by a persistent corrosive wind. Analogies and bizarre similarities with nowadays Greek financial crisis, which is hypnotizing many people injecting rich doses of paranoia, come almost instinctively as well; I'd go so far as to say that the cover itself with those repeated and close green and black stripes could be considered a reference on it as well as the general atmosphere of this record, filled with a sense of deep-toned oppressive neurosis whose terminal stage cannot be but nature.