Like a choir whispering in an immense cathedral, spacious, intimate, vulnerable, fragile, mystical, meditative, surrounded by floating softly dancing dreams coloring the room with their soft shadows, where light slowly pushes the dark away, up into the air, wondering where to go. Gently the darkness turns into light, and light hides itself again. Dream on, dream on. Our little lives are rounded with a sleep... Frank Huser
The racket avant-rock/noise group White Suns make is queasy and challenging, but with a taut sense of dynamics and composition. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 19, 2021