Incandescent

A single wire, wrapped in an infinite spiral, each end terminating into the core of a dying star. The entirety is pulsing magnetic radiation, pouring a vibrational dawn into the vast expanse of the universe. It is “Incandescent”, a single from Sam Forslund, Montana’s best kept electronica secret.

The whole track is a blistering, sweeping opera of glitchy synths, sad boi vocals, and poignant quotes on the very nature of incandescence that Forslund is so eager to explore. It draws attention like a distant black-hole, pulling every molecule into a single point of captivation.

Massive celestial bodies collide, glittering fractured continents flying into space, and with “Incandescent” Forslund deftly conducts the requiem.