“My childhood was deep blue and foamy,” writes Serbian composer Manja Ristić. Her memories of Korčula Island are pristine. As she recalls the town streets “positioned in the shape of a fish bone,” and the “natural air conditioning of the Adriatic winds,” one can imagine long, carefree days and nights spent by the sea. But when […]
via Manja Ristić ~ The Black Isle — a closer listen
Maybe it’s because I recognise the methods in creating The Black Isle, this is a release that I loved from first listening. Thanks to A Closer Listen it would have otherwise escaped me.
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