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Rating: It begins with a persistent and annoying buzz that slowly subsides and stretches over the calm and sparse beats of sekuoia.
Centuries-old tree, child artist.
Nineteen years old with an old fireplace for a heart. Smells of wood and soot. Warmth, genius, and talent. Here, words are not enough.
Outside, it's nasty, and when it's nasty, it's also all calm.
Twenty minutes in the autumnal color spectrum and then, under the onset of winter, the dog.
The dog is older than the tree, resting on the shoulders of two youngsters in their late twenties and traveling faster. But it likes the climate: the buzzing of mosquitoes disturbed it, the silence brought by sekuoia's season prompts it to play along. Learn from the young. It takes humility, it takes intelligence.
It is peace for a subtle ego, one that knows how to look beneath the uncomfortable surface of the seasons. A crucible of melancholy.
As always, one reads whatever they want into it, and I like it that way a lot.
Unfortunately, I've run into some issues adding links, if I hadn't, the page would have been a bit clearer and maybe that's why it continues to work like this). Below, I'll place a comment that will redirect you all to the bandcamp page of the label in question, and another that will redirect you to the website in question. Which question? Well, I told you if I could have inserted the links in here, everything would have been much clearer.
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