With the exception of a photo on the disc itself that suggests a reclining female vampire, ghostly apparitions dominate Echoes From One To Another's presentation, and the visual approach complements the material's equally haunted and crepuscular sound. The album plays out like an episodic dreamscape where speaking voices, phantom whispers, incantatory singing, delicate piano and string melodies, and field sounds (forest rustles, waves breaking) alternately appear. The material's elegiac tone is clearly conveyed by titles like “Last Words Unspoken” and “My Shadow (Vanishes),” and its “narrative” thread is crystallized by a poem that's recited in the second song: “In a dream I am standing / At the entrance to a forest / Here there are constructed / Numberless arches that radiate light. / When I pass through them at night / My body floats gently into the air. / At this precise moment / When I am on the cusp of sleep / My shadow vanishes / And with it my weight.”
Novato de mierda
Asiduo
Forero del todo a cien
Clásico
