dustincoda

near-perfect.

on sequential listens, the melodies and lyrics on “like author, like daughter” function less as chords to analyze and lyrics to interpret, becoming more like a pure and tangible grief - so many razors slicing away at your body, exposing raw soul to raw cosmos. “the wound is the place where the light enters you,” indeed

It may not be the duo's mystic self titled album, but it's close.

serenity