album review
Floating Into the Night
Cruise’s ethereal voice, shaped by Lynch and Badalamenti’s unsettling compositions, evokes a phantasmagoria of formal grace presiding over the threshold between worlds. ‘Falling’ is nothing but atmosphere itself, made audible.
what it left me with
Certain art exists for the express purpose of constructing a mood capacious enough to inhabit. Permit it to become the atmospheric conditions within which your evening unfolds.
this is one entry from a wandering list of films, books, shows and albums, kept by someone trying to live a slightly more deliberate life.
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