Tranceport 4 featuring up and coming trance DJ mixer Max Graham represents today's newest, contemporary Trance. Gone are the days of the independent Techno artists and their one-hit wonders because the talents are in the mixers who fuse other artist's songs into an entirely different composition––such will be the future of metal in my mind but that is an entirely different topic. This is an album composition where the whole is bigger than the sum of the parts. Tranceport 4, the latest in a series featuring one critical artist apiece, also shows how the genre is not all the bickering of C3P0 vs. R2D2 nor is it the never-ending panning effects of "Hooked on New Age." Upon cloistered auditory settings the music will begin in a curious evolution, morphing abstractedly like the rendering graphics on the screen of your mp3 player. Minimal spasms and unassuming pulses across bodies of textures are its artificial music-life. The changes between songs are seamless and seem to follow a pre-destined flow. Yet its evolution devolves as the CD winds down. Though I am almost sad to hear its virtual death I feel almost blessed as if given the chance to have experienced some sort of communion. And when I put the CD on again, it is as if there is an entirely new reality to experience. The best effects are at night when your senses focus singularly––especially for me the effects during my nighttime highway driving are ideal. I am in sync, as a tuning fork, attenuating the designs of Tranceport 4. Blood pools to my core as my extremities assume the vibrancy of the music. I am not in party mode. I am in almost tribal ecstasy. Such is Trance.

Score 4.5/5

/author/ Alzn