
Sometimes a song creeps inside your mind, wrapping you up in unfathomably soft cashmere, lulling your subconscious into a state of stoned contemplation, leaving you aloft on pillows of wonderment and myth. Sounding like it wafted in on the breeze all the way from the Himalayan mountains, this offering from the Indiana-based Marmoset curls around the listener like smoke from burning incense. Backed by an unusual yet pleasing melody, the words reveal little and add to the surreal mood “All the people wondering, they ask me questions, and I don’t know what they say, even when I listen…” The song gently fades away, awash in strings and mild touches of feedback, recoiling into its dragon cave.