Endless energies have been wasted turning up noses at the things I classified (rightly or wrongly) as "new age," but I am doing my best to right those wrongs in old(er) age. It's a weight lifted to explore a field of sound not based on scenes and/or reputation, but simply by consuming what crosses your path when (or if) you so desire...which is how Mool Mantra landed moved from a second hand shop in the American Southwest to a shelf in my temporary apartment. And when I listened? It wasn't my nose that was upturned...it was my ears.
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