Spring Colors Challenge - Day 14: Blue*
In the cold, damp, dead of night, a voice can be heard. A disembodied vapor that speaks in a spectral cadence of legendary galleries of desire and sweet despair that spread out below the city like the roots of a great, invigorated forest. Shifting to suit the wishes of its inhabitants, it is like a nest of tranquil vipers whose gullets unfurl into dens of unknown pleasures. This fay voice and the spirit that commands it is known as Born Days, or as she is often referred to during the daylight hours, Melissa Harris. The debut LP from this outré, gothic-priestess, is titled, My Little Dark, a sonic atlas that guides the listener through a colorfully penetrating passage of serenely gothic ambiance, downcast dance beats, and severely contoured, dreamwave textures. A secret garden of escape, a deliberate space of disappearance, where one may decamp from the world they are forced to inhabit, and break through to the one where they were meant to belong. A warrant to walk amongst the mists of a dark deliverance like a sovereign of a lost kingdom, tasting in this protective shrowd of shadows, the ambrosia of her former eminence.
