This trip starts with a chord lost in the ethers until the drummer invades my thoughts with a welcoming call back to earth. Guitars talk to me with invitations to partake of the surrounding lotus blossoms. I enter my own funeral procession, but the musicians drag me back and tie me down to prevent my escape back to the lotus. It turns out the eye simply allows a religious service of future possibilities. I’m impressed with the musicianship, and the composition’s power to transport. This is the second offering from the airbagpromo net label, and well worth your time to download an listen. Shoutout for the equally georgeous soundscapes of March Of The Spineless.
Autumn:Downpour:Machinery