vashti bunyan

Haunting and mysterious, Vashti Bunyan still after all these years sounds unreal and unworldly as though she’s communicating from behind a veil that acts as an aperture or gateway between mythical twilight worlds and what passes for reality. Incoming via fat cat a new album ‘heartleap’ is shortly to swoon and seduce the more discerning listening community for now ‘holy smoke’ serves as a brief entrée to the main course. A sleepy headed apparition of spell crafted wood carved folk fancifulness caressed in ghostly rustics all forged – one suspects – symbiotically to nature itself and threaded through by the yearn of delicately hushed whispers and the frosty tingle of a clock working lullaby serenade.

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