Mindaugas Peleckis
2016 m. Gegužės 09 d., 23:56
Skaityta: 234 k.
Really. What? We, earthlings, civilizations, nations, individuals, souls and minds? Mother Earth is bleeding, and the music we hear here has this blood note and a question mark: is it all that we could do? Is that all? As a strange rare bird walking down in an alley of a ruined city, i try to wonder and wander through compositions of this indeed great album. "A recurring dream of the earth long after we are gone, a flight on black-feathered wings to overlook what could have been, lush and thriving in our absence."