
Humming tape hiss and slow, heavy guitar swells rise like dust in a sunbeam, mimicking the heavy-lidded drift of an opiate. Recorded in a quiet Brussels apartment, these five tracks stretch classical drone into a warm, glacial fog. You feel the music hover, suspended in a state of beautiful, endless delay.
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