One listen.

Unfortunately my mind started drifting part of the way through. I stayed on course but I think it’s clear that I was struggling in spots.

Monopot’s “Sundried” is from Something Is Like Nothing Was.

I hope you enjoy.

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Something hoots in the distance, then guitar rises, and other sounds come here and there. Light percussive, dark percussive and the guitar almost seems like it’s bringing mystery. Then more percussion, seemingly more structured, and other guitar comes in. That other bobs up and down, and the first is more frequent, and it’s all in this quiet, darkened space. A space of still air.

It’s a slow movement and maybe the space opens a bit. But it still feels stark. Tense. Coiled a bit. Stressed. And that first guitar has changed, or maybe it’s a different one. It embraces a bit of roughness, flickers, slows, then gets a bit cleaner, or at least seems cleaner and brushes lightly. It’s all tense and tensing, and the percussion changes, and everything keeps moving slow. There are some quick moment, but overall this is not. This is more about the creep.

Suddenly the guitar comes out raw, unpolished, and fine and melodic, and it picks up and crashes down, and the space opens up and seems brighter. And then it suddenly goes back to what was before, and everything seems a bit more harsh. A bit more stark and unrelenting, and something pulsing comes in, stays monotonous. That first guitar is starting to get harsh again; starting to get ragged, fraying, and it builds, and the percussion also does, and it all pulls back, and the creeping continues.

And once more everything comes out in melody. Everything comes out and the guitar picks up and crashes down, and it’s all waves and some sort of relief and joy, or maybe it’s just as much sadness. It’s excited and calm, and it finds its last moment, stops a little cleaner, and that monotonous pulse is all that is left to fade out as the song ends.