caught up in a tidal wave under a blue cocoon, open up the coral gates and let it wash on through. feel the pull that' s pulling you into the mouth of stars. find a crown of yellow ink and bind it up in zinc, taste the kiss of cinnamon from the prince of dues. feel the pull that's pulling you into the mouths of stars. i know that you have seen it all so i'll just float away.
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