Fridge refugee Adem Ilhan's solo debut. Patently enthralled to whispering spirit of Vashti Bunyan and quieter ISB moments without slavish pandering to pixie-lated metaphysics or rural primitive whimsy. He captures Bunyan's domestic idyllisms in silences - soft hum ringing strings pause for breath, shifting from lowering intensity to breath-bating sigh - and instrumentation: hesitant autoharp, descending glockenspiel, understated organ, worn acoustics.
Full of moments you won't forget. Wrapped in warmth and familiarity only replicated in the place the fortunate call home.
Oddi wrth y brawd
adem's faith
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