голых ветвей сеть
гаснущих звёзд стон
бездны зеркал блеск
ветра в ушах свист
где было пламя туман
белой рекой вокруг
утерян в траве след
ночи укрыт серебром
узоры плетёт ночь
тени чужих снов
ясных очей свет
тонет в густой мгле
волен в душе мрак
в спину вонзён взор
филина крыл взмах
мудрого смех зол
яркий огня знак
в клочья кроит тьму
треск и безмолвие вновь
миг и тебя нет
This is some great music for a morose, rainy day. Lush, sedate, bluesy, and with a certain apocalyptic flair, most evident on White Horses, which sounds very much like a psychedelic blues dirge.
I appreciate that the songs sometimes lose themselves along the way, giving way to some beautiful psych explorations. I also enjoy the vocals on this - they sometimes waver, but they fit the music so well. Smekermann
I was on a train travelling to Seefeld in Austria and had nothing but the Alps to look over from the windows. This was a perfect compliment to the environment I was in Robert A Johnson
The Brooklyn band deliver a blissful psychedelic rock album steeped in sci-fi and spirituality, awash with organs, strings, and reverb. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 23, 2021