FALLS IN THE FOREST
Indie / Progressive / Folk Rock
Falls In The Forest is a jellyfish primordeal head flopping around and gibbering and growing, no, mutating into sunflower fields. Drooping in the sun-borne heat salsas, careening off course into lakes and oceans and forests. They disappear for days at a time in to the trees to dissolve into bark and whisper with the collective creatures and things that are not creatures and the elements. Scales, fins, riffs and fur; the eye gets lost following its curls. Every step in the forest, every dry brown leaf, or the hardpack earth itself are all one forest in a world of forests, and glades and mountains streaming, atonal singing, a rock softening pulse that goes 'exist.'
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