where should it begin, a line that never ends? how can you be sure? the symmetry of chance, drawn by circumstance? to mend a sinking ship-board by board at sea. how can you be sure? forever lost to trace the borders of the frame: a secret pool of white, a waterfall of light... you swallowed it in two's, the season of the moon.
Mysterious and vaguely vaporwavey, the synth songs on the latest from Stefan Smith hover like distant mirages, opaque and beguiling. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 26, 2022