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album sounds like it's a castle made of crystal so frail that tapping it would cause the whole structure to be compromised and that is, make no mistake, a double edged sword. as sound design this album is nothing short of fantastic, as song it borders on being drab and pointless. still, i felt warm air brushing off my face whilst listening to it.

i have a lot to say about this record as a longtime fan of Jane and venturing, but for now, to quote Dead forever "...the magics all gone". *

it’s voyeurism seeps into you. you’re looking back at dozens and dozens of reflections of yourself who have your ugliness, your perversion, your pain, your passion. they all feel like you but they don’t look like you. and when amber waves starts all that built up pressure is released, and we’re reminded that we will heal from this.

and it’s happening to everybody.*

am i in a good mood or something or has this been a killer first week for music.