The voices were everlasting and echoed with a familiar hum. They were haunting and painful, enchanting yet abhorrent. This was infinity, it was not a happy place but a trip in which bright lights flashed and dancers moved beneath the glowing embers of blackened clouds. It was going to be a dark cold night in the forest and he didn't know whether he'd make it out alive. Yet in the distance he heard a little beaming glimmer of angelic voices, they were abrupt and peaceful, a reminder of what great things lay beyond.
Leo James is set to release an intriguing psychedelic EP on Patience, a two track outing which wanders and meanders between distant soundscapes and flickering melodies. Beautiful and weird.