Cresting over a brownfield under a chemical sunrise, air pushed by dawn’s first breath settles – ankle-high – around broken glass discarded tires. Kneeling you can peer through it and glimpse the river glistening like rhinestones on blue velvet.
Storyinsoil’s highly emotional chord progressions, chiming tones from a self-aware guitar pedal oscillating politely and broken fragments of field-recorded conversations circuit-bent through broken toys provide a rare glimpse of uncoaxed beauty where the natural world is actually made quite beautiful by manmade mistakes and intervention. The limited edition Confined was released last month on the lovely Outward Records. Beautiful stuff.