Just imagine, the seagulls are making their way home, the ebb and flow of the sea has slowed, and Luiz is plucking at his guitar. The world is changing its colors into a more nocturnal countenance. But for 20-something minutes during the sweet spot, when the sky's gradience is shifting from hues of lavender and blue to a great wall of yellows and oranges just on the horizon, it's just you and Luiz in conversation. There are no words spoken, but his fingers form paragraphs, pages even. Passages full of beautiful secrets you've only just heard.
Mar 22, 2025
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Textures, colours, hypnotic melancholy, ghostly and deep personal narrative.
Jan 12, 2025
this album makes you feel like you’re floating… each song is sparse and so spacious you could make a home in each one. perfect for a late night porch smoke, perfect for gazing at the moon, and perfect for learning how to inhale, and exhale when you feel like you’ve forgotten. sweet dreams pi.fyi peeps <3
Sep 20, 2024
Warm, atmospheric album that is somehow both terrestrial and divine. Feels monastic and simple, in a clarifying way.
Like lying on your back and watching shadows cast by leaves shimmer on the exposed skin of a friend in the afternoon following a picnic.
Satisfies the stirring feeling in me that Things Must Change and Must Do So Immediately.
Mar 5, 2025
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With all the quick motions and shocking happenings of the world, I've been taking refuge in the faith I was raised with. Not with a reactionary frame of mind, but searching for the empathetic section of the world I knew when I was younger. Before, I learned about the expansive evils of the world and the contradictory nature of mainstream Christianity and, in extension, Catholicism. I've left the church, but I still visit from time to time, mentally. The teachings of love and justice have given me solace in these trying times. As some rights are being stripped and opportunities limited, my first reaction has been to pray for the people affected. Sympathy is hardwired in my bones, but it's new that I physically get on my knees to recite and conjure a prayer. I've been told I'm having a "come to God" moment, but honestly, I feel I'm falling in love with an idealistic version of Catholicism. Something I can defer to when the logical and the skeptical sections of my mind are overworked with anguish. I feel it couldn't only be me feeling these emotions.
Anyone else?
Jan 28, 2025
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Foolishly in love with my self-loathing, we’ve been married for years now. Although history proves I've been loyal, I can’t lie; my eyes are wandering. Moving on and self-acceptance have been looking real good recently. I think it's the promise they hold. I’ve inched towards them slowly, but I’m a married man. Leaving something that’s been with me for so long now is very daunting. To leave is to break trust and commitment. Who's lain in bed with me all these years, who's kept me company after dark? How could I dare leave my loyal partner? How foolish of me.
-Me
Feb 12, 2025
In the circles I run in, it’s very underappreciated. Freddie and Alchemist must’ve sold their souls or something because the album from start to finish is literally the most beautiful and perfectly executed album ever. It’s perfect for long drives, walks around the neighborhood, and it’s perfect barbershop music. If you know what I mean. The lyrics exude a certain rawness and sincerity that, when juxtaposed with the peaceful samples on the instrumentals, form the perfect listening experience. The album feels too intimate at times; it genuinely takes me aback.
Jan 31, 2025