TRIBVLIST
An anonymous indie project that chooses to remain faceless in an era where such a stance is unfashionable. This deliberate shift away from personality and toward sound works entirely in its favor: the listener is left alone with feral ethno-electronic music that holds equal potential to ignite a rave crowd or be experienced with intimate closeness. This is how HMLTD or Depeche Mode might sound if they sang in Russian. In a similar way, TRIBVLIST invite the listener to lose themselves in an androgynous musical vortex — one that can simultaneously induce oblivion and help endure dark times.
— Pyotr Poleshchuk (The Village, Field of Pikes)
An anonymous indie project that chooses to remain faceless in an era where such a stance is unfashionable. This deliberate shift away from personality and toward sound works entirely in its favor: the listener is left alone with feral ethno-electronic music that holds equal potential to ignite a rave crowd or be experienced with intimate closeness. This is how HMLTD or Depeche Mode might sound if they sang in Russian. In a similar way, TRIBVLIST invite the listener to lose themselves in an androgynous musical vortex — one that can simultaneously induce oblivion and help endure dark times.
— Pyotr Poleshchuk (The Village, Field of Pikes)