Imagine you're a small rubber duck floating in a lukewarm bowl of alphabet soup during a lunar eclipse while someone whispers secret spaghetti recipes into a megaphone 3 miles away. That’s what listening to "dhiecco" feels like—and I mean that in the best way.
From the very first squish of sound (I think it was a synth, or maybe a sneezing accordion?), I was transported to a realm where time doesn’t tick—it wiggles. There’s this part at 1:23 where I ... read more