Another continuum of tone, fusing mountain winds with the dreamer’s still, flowed from Zeyn Mro and Monoco’s progressive mix.
The plectrum’s sparks tickled another trip from Zeyn’s guitar strings, in a jam that slid from quavering spray to the unseen surround sound of barking dogs.
Immersion enwrapt us, in a set that rang without explanation, and sang without words – and left our minds flying.
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