Taylor Deupree
Small Winters
“… the sonic equivalent of dust motes floating in a sunbeam…”
And here are all our words for all this music. Use the categories above to navigate the corridors of praise.
“… the sonic equivalent of dust motes floating in a sunbeam…”
“… the music is a reflection of this artist’s personal journey through isolation, loss, and, ultimately, destiny…”
“… how thoroughly unprepared we are for something almost all of us will experience…”
Having raised over $10,000 USD with the first volume, we are happy to present you with …
Sometimes there are words to describe all the outrage. Sometimes there are protests with signs that …
“… the emotional seepage of sound through the newly refreshed bandages of the recently healed wounds…”
“… a musical tribute, a hymn, to those who have dared to persist…”