GETTING MY SOOTHING MUSIC TO WORK

By turns lyrical and purely atmospheric, the results are both of those personal and expansive: In one moment, a buzzing bee brushes versus a mic while in the Filth; in another, strings, horn, plus a piano in a locked-up church take on the pinkish-blue hue of the dusty prairie sunset. ’s area utility, its pleasing blankness, somehow permits psych