17 plus minutes that purr in your ear like an ember of memory, your mind bleeding soft processions caught on scattering wings, subtle swarms of frequency. The repeated guitar refrain weaving it's loving magicks, the confetti(ed) words falling inexorability through... bound to a slow stretching of drone... Jajouka like phantoms grasping the heartfelt maybes in search of possible tomorrows...This beast certainly beguiles.
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