samara lubelski

Shimmered in ghostly noir shivers, there’s a knowing macabre attaching to Samara Lubelski’s ‘joy rides’ as it peers and peaks from the moon lit shadows wrapped and wired in a chill tipped sinister lullaby phrasing, darkly woven both eerie and pensive, it fixes its stir with a magnetic glare and to a spectral snakecharm reaches deep into your core to tug and pull at the strings of your psychosis with the deftness of ease of a puppeteer. This track comes ripped from a limited cassette by the same name through the New York based Drawing Room imprint.

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