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There is music whose classification transcends genres and boldly inserts itself among states of mind and moments.
The Toe come from Japan and have a few EPs and a couple of rather forgettable post-rock/math-rock albums to their name. Well played, well arranged, well packaged, perhaps even well distributed as far as I know, but moderately useless for anyone who doesn't experience those sounds with the spirit of "chew and spit".
To be honest, for a certain audience, people who evidently know how to see far, they were already a must-have.
It's not very meaningful to explain what these fifteen minutes contain, but they sound great as an alarm clock. Crystal guitars and nymph whispers. Bouncing percussions that interlock on a soft bass. Sporadic synths.
If the works that preceded it, in all their perfect form, could be classified as superfluous, this should be a mandatory passage for all those who let the alarm clock play three times before getting up.
Rather than talking about the music within, it can be summed up as a window on the sea in June at nine in the morning.
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