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Ambient Drone
Soundtrack to Travis Bickle's midnight roams: the freaks, the pimps, the girls. The fog looms over the late night city streets. Only the lonely stay out this late.
Your demise. The final hours of your existence. From the eerie movements in the air when you awake, to the subtle infinite as your cold, dead body drops only to miss the ground and cascade down in spirals forever.
Still a bit indifferent to this album. I put it on with the intention of paying full attention and slowly I find myself wandering away. In a way I like that, but I'd also like to command full attention towards the album. Despite my inability to focus on the music I always find myself with a desire to put it on at least once a month. The albums harbors such a free atmosphere. The instruments cascade in and ripple out, each adding their certain nuances to the overall "jam". Definitely a good album, just one I have a hard time pigeonholing in any type of required listening or if your interested category.
Good slow vibe. Wonderful lyrics; almost too real. Tiny glands of large amphibians.