wooden arms

Oh my, this is an emotional rollercoaster of some majestic measure that manages to crush and caress with the merest inflection of a deftly turned note, such emotional heartbreak and exquisite attention to detail of the type that these days you rarely find executed better than on releases shyly emerging from the Gizeh imprint, the poise, the classicism and the wonderment seductively purred into a widescreen watercolour imparts a fading and touching romantic incline that has you rushing to it to embrace it with consoling arms. It’s by Wooden Arms it’s called ‘December’ and it’s coaxed from a debuting full length ‘tide’ for butterfly collectors.

  

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