Spokane
Little Hours

It's rare to find albums filled with such rare beauty. After the enjoyable previous album (Measurement), Spokane return with the stunning Little Hours.

Little Hours is soft piano touches that paint emotional landscapes full of beauty, it's music box notes falling like drops into silence, it's the stretching of time, it's the embrace of two wonderful voices dancing in the void. Little Hours is being melancholic and wanting to be or to remain there as long as possible, perhaps without knowing or seeking the reason; it's retreating into oneself, losing one's soul between the interstices of two piano keys. Little Hours is filling up with nostalgia, letting the echo of distant memories resonate within, abandoning one's soul adrift in a long, decadent resonance of small hopes and annihilated joys.

There are those who have made silence a form of music, Spokane have made music another facet of silence. Everything falls quiet. Everything outside of ourselves becomes superfluous. The external world no longer exists. We are suspended between the abyssal spaces that separate our thoughts, led into unknown lands within ourselves, sheltered from the stern gaze of rationality. Everything becomes delicate emotion.

Stripped of any embellishment, reduced to the essential, Little Hours is pure beauty in its sparse simplicity; "a catharsis, for anyone who still loves, thank God, the enchantment of inconsolable music".