Video abspielen
Harsh cuts, sharp turns and unremitting, longing slow-burns – the quartet manoeuvres restlessly from detailed textured intricacies to anthemic hooks over laid-back grooves, tugging you mercilessly into condensed, punishing passages of reckless thrashing that dissipate instantaneously into a sparse, whispering serenity, or a grounding, riff-y, cyclical vortex. A landscape of blooming, fleeting architectures.
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