Empty, to the tune of silence, to the hiss of thin glass, the shrine throbbed, released from the pressure, relieved of its grief.
When talking “Vespers” with us, Edmonton friend Ghibli landed on a mental picture: a room during some youth retreat filled with dozens of people emotionally letting go for hours—a “venting vortex”, he captioned it. And as such, Thomas likens this track to the physical feeling of having no more tears left to shed. That catharsis runs wild on “Vespers”, latching onto its beat, twisting a choir‘s hymn until completely dry.
This serves as the opening to Clubs, due out next month.