Hildur Guðnadóttir, Rafael Anton Irisarri, Ian Hawgood
“… dark, brooding…”
“… dark, brooding…”
Another sunset without you. How precious were those little moments… how futile are these tardy words. …
Your mind is just a canvas; your life – projected film. Your skull is a museum …
Your mind is just a canvas; your life – projected film. Your skull is a museum …
“… like the great machine that moves the universe, it slowly awakens creating a choir of shooting stars and dense breathing matter…”
Here are some new albums [including my very own!] and compilations that came out in the …
In the silent and sad mountains, music speaks without the lyrics. Words escape and rise in …
Another sunset without you. How precious were those little moments… how futile are these tardy words. …
In the first installment of Headphone Commute’s Best of 2012, I gather my favorite albums of …