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Dense tonal streams flow through Winter And The Sound Of Nothing, over which hushed vocals drift in gauzey breezes. Sylvatica cycles on wispy synthwaves and a continual outpouring of choir-like floes. A powerful and entrancing choral drone surges through Starless, joined by multitracked strands of voice and a ritualistically pulsing bass.
Initially awkward, the stark, disjointedly looping vocal fragments of Flight (3:14) begin to resonate and pile upon themselves; piano chords and half-whispered croon manage to stabilize the unusual structure.
A rippling ocean of cosmic tonality, 21 Years ebbs and flows, rises and falls. With a similar motion, but more intensity (courtesy of electric guitar haze)
Falling Silent (Crushing Mix) swirls with energy as faint words dance like spirits in the resulting wind.
Dream-like (and not without nightmarish overtones) Are You Coming Home? asks its questions in an unfolding tapestry of intriguing whispertextures, writhing electronics, assorted media samples, faraway guitar thrum and a rich, recurring vocal presence (which, breathing and wailing, sounds to me like Annie Lennox, if I were to make a comparison).
A darkly intriguing whirlpool within Lachrymatory spirals ominously capturing loose threads of Sara's harmonious chants. Lighter Soundtrack To An Angel #3 (Excerpt) (from a sculptural installation piece) offers piano notes ringing through the expanding/contracting sheen of a gossamer chorus.
Riding in on a distant rumble, Dream of Noise encounters flute loops, syllabic sampling, sustained guitar bursts and watery rivulets. Quieter and gently wavering,
Of The Woods (6:46) is an echoey expanse of shapelessness, awash in abstractly radiating voice-strata, like beatlessly arty pop.
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