Eerie and mesmerising.
This is the music I hear in my head when I imagine listening to the Shipping Weather forecast in Long Wave on my father's wooden wireless in the bathroom.
The fact that I didn't know the places or understand the terminology made each phrase a verse in a spell or enchantment.
Perhaps that's what they are.
A strange ritual repeated everyday to keep the gods of the below at bay. - (Chris Lambert)
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