‘Exile Pots – the minch’.
So scrumptiously mellow and dreamy. Now if we had more time on our hands instead of say, having to venture into 9 to 5 work hell in order to scrape together an existence then you’d have probably gotten all the Exile Pots ear wares pretty much in one hit. Alas life’s a bit of a bitch, so instead you are going to have to contend with us sneaking these little murmuring melodic morsels in at each and every given opportunity. ‘the minch’ is one such nugget, very much inhabiting a sound space once occupied by Cheju, there’s a measured poise, anticipation and ultimate perfection about its execution suggesting a considered mind craft delicately tweaking its strings for this lonesome shy eyed ice sculptured wonder sets about on a gorgeously lulling lunar carousel trimmed by the playful pout and pop of chiming bubbles crystallising serenely and sweetly dissipating into star crossed serenades of star twinkled vapour clouds. absolutely transfixing and beautiful with it. http://www.reverbnation.com/exilepots/song/10862100-the-minch
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