Dotflac
In a time of momentary spleen and fatalism, Cavade Morlem emerged as the perfect anxiolytic I needed.
Surprisingly, the interludes and narrative parts inverted their typical actors, giving the short tracks the task of building the aquatic features I figure, like sirens in Chort or the oceanic vastness in Lighul, while we slowly infuse our souls into longer pieces reflecting peace and oblivion.
Objectively not the best album by Alex Smalley, but still the right one at the right moment.
Lovely.
Favorite track: Lighul.
