this is the story. the story is not over yet. in fact, it is just beginning.
if you listen really hard, you can still hear me out there. we will find each other through our pulses. there is a beat. a rhythm that connects us together. it is the blood that runs through our veins. listen: you can hear it through your fingertips.
this is a musical tale. we made music together. the emptiness that surrounds us is the distance that separates us. the silence; it is the missing link that courses through our veins, down our arms, through our hands, and lets us communicate with each other when we touch, fingertip-to-fingertip, palm-to-palm, my left hand to your right hand.
listen: can you hear it? no, no, you’re not really listening. listen. this is the story:
sometimes we forget who we are; we get so wrapped up in each other that our own identities become lost in the woods of time. sometimes we remember all too well; we get so wrapped up in ourselves that we can no longer even see each other. we become lost in the woods. either way, we are lost for good? or will we be able to connect again?
The Chicago wunderkind's debut album is half lo-fi hip-hop pianos and breakneck drumming, half polished pop songs full of orchestral arrangements and whimsical but melancholic melodies. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 23, 2020