The look on your face,
Shows marks of those fallen from grace,
Who aspired to be more,
Falling short of the drab decor.
The drapes now, call your name
Into the traps of their bottomless shame
A spire now, on a hill,
Acting for those, who refuse its will.
From Mexico City, Kisinuk serves up an album of endlessly inventive experimental electronic music, which wildly whirs & clicks. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 19, 2021