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A white bird - was it a dove? -
Fluttered overhead and then alighted upon the mane,
The muscular back of a white horse,
As it suddenly appeared in the middle distance.
And slowly, together, they approached like friends,
Eying him unblinkingly as if they might, incredibly, speak.
The gentlest of breezes kicked up around him
And he heard his name,
Something,
Someone calling to him on the wind.
A voice he knew but could not immediately recall.
Just as was this place: at once known but never seen
- had he been here before? -
Except, perhaps in dreams.
Known.
And safe.
And home.

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from In The Hours Left Until Dawn, released April 7, 2023

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"Holy sonic icons. There is hauntology. Hauntology right in the center of their work."-Max Reinhardt (BBC 3/Soho Radio)

"Magical & majestic." -Indiemusic (France).

"Great, beautiful drifty-pop filled with sadness & wonder" -Irene Trudel (WFMU)

"Mysterious. Otherworldly.” - Carson Street, KFJC

NYC-based experimental dreampop trio of Summer Serafin, Michael Serafin-Wells & Sylvia Solanas.
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