Music

It’s a simple collection of instrumental flourishes, informing an honest moment of vulnerability.

Voyage takes on the feeling of a procession: a lazy, swaying march through the verdant pastures of jazz idiom.

The I’m-too-gritty-to-be-loved lone-wolf with one hand on the truth and the other on a bottle.

The energy build, the double-time, and the super-human drum speed adds up here to a ruthless sense of groove, and some dark, futuristic energy.

Is it the root or the stem? Is anyone paying attention?

The deep resonance of the contralto and the quivering vibrato of the lead vocal will melt your cold heart - and you will love her for it.

The crescendo is so subtle that you won’t know why your heart is beating so quickly; but you will feel it.

A satisfying sense of craftsmanship and melodic self-actualization come together to create more speaker-candy for the discerning Indie-Rock fan.