Almost Not-There

This afternoon, I saw little black spots in the sky. They were all over, flickering in black and white. Round, all round. Dancing, fading in and out.  As if old celluloid was being burnt.

Muffin – Where are you?

Muffin – Sleeper

Almost not-there bedroom folk-pop from a Japanese singer-songwriter who makes Vashti Bunyan sound like Lemmy. So fragile you would think you’ve dreamt it. [Sloow Tapes]