Album Reviews
Tomo Katsurada & Jonny Nash :: At the Emerald Pool
Tomo Katsurada and Jonny Nash trade guitar lines until the two players dissolve into one — a quiet dialogue built from a year of playing together.
Album Reviews
Tomo Katsurada and Jonny Nash trade guitar lines until the two players dissolve into one — a quiet dialogue built from a year of playing together.
Essays
There is an Italy's Other Hauntology that Reynolds never saw: not the black of the giallo and of Fulci, but the diurnal one, agrarian, luminous. Not the nightmare — the afternoon. Not blood — golden dust.
Album Reviews
Fifteen years of Ichiko Aoba's music, captured live at Tokyo Opera City in January 2026. A concert that refuses spectacle and creates proximity instead — voice and guitar turning an immense hall intimate, and a fifteen-year continuity made suddenly audible.
Album Reviews
Fleeing the California fires, Barwick and Lattimore made Tragic Magic (2026) in nine days in Paris, on harps three centuries old — not an escape into enchantment but the beauty that keeps working after everything else has burned down.
Film Reviews
Peter Weir's Picnic at Hanging Rock, revisited through Hwael Mag's lens: absence, pastoral dread, and a mystery that refuses resolution.
Album Reviews
For Gia Margaret, singing was never the obvious thing: between There's Always Glimmer and now there's a damaged vocal cord, two instrumental albums born out of silence, a whole grammar of ambient built because the voice was missing.
Album Reviews
Virginia Astley's From Gardens Where We Feel Secure (1983): not a summer idyll but the consciousness of peace — the moment the sheltered know they're sheltered, and lose it. Beneath the sweetness, a hidden ditch she won't fill in.
Album Reviews
Nick Drake's Pink Moon (1972) is usually read as a depression record. But what lingers is the absence of drama — and a subtraction so total that its one exception, a single piano overdub, becomes its most famous moment. Voice and guitar, nothing else.
Album Reviews
Nearly a decade after Settlers, Western Skies Motel returns weathered and inward. The real subject of Trails is distance: a Dane's American West, imagined from the North and built in a Copenhagen studio — deserts remembered from films, a landscape loved but never lived in.
Album Reviews
Gareth Dickson has been Vashti Bunyan's guitarist for a decade — but Orwell Court lands on 12k, a label of ambient and microsound. That address is the argument: the Drake–Bunyan lineage run through reverb and delay until it dissolves, closing on a whispered Joy Division cover.
Album Reviews
A still, dusty evening light and an old family house: My Room in the Trees is the Innocence Mission at their most private. Karen Peris's whisper, Don's near-silent guitars, pump organ and the room itself — a hushed folk of domestic memory, and a tender ache for passing time.
Album Reviews
Norwegian, third time out, an hour south of Oslo. The biographical detail counts for little. It counts for more to know that evergreen, in the title, names the memory that won't fade.