There are sounds that hit your chest before they hit your ears. My Blood & Bones in a Flowing Galaxy (mtrjm kaml - fydyw lfth) is exactly that — a half-remembered dream pressed into a 12-minute piece that feels like floating through a supernova in slow motion.
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