It's as if I'm standing in a foggy field, but I can feel the sun warming me still, somehow, despite the sky being completely cloudy and overcast. Stranger still, I'm content here, not afraid or even curious, but happy to just stand still, surrounded by the alien warmth. Then, I close my eyes, as if to look inward, into some deeper space and time beneath the terrestrial, an ink black sky under the Urth, opening downward. At last, a voice, barely emanating from a small radio - contact. Tom Rimshot
Modular synths sparkle amidst piano, vibes, and other organic instruments stringing together constellations of sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 22, 2023