It is a record that breathes sand and wind, water and skin, drums and silence. And above all, memory.

It is not merely a comeback. It is a rebirth.

The feeling of never quite being in the right place.

It approaches gently, the way those who already know fragility do.

With a voice suspended between the earthly and the spiritual, Anaiis builds a sound universe vibrating with grace and consciousness.

There is something magnetic about the way Veronica Fusaro tells the story of modern solitude.

It’s one of those records that make you move and think at the same time.