Old Friend

Dark sunshine peels open upon crystalline clouds, rays of neon radiation peep through the gaps of reality. All of it happens to a pulsing rhythm, all of it is Old Friend, the latest masterpiece from Sam Forslund.

Forslund is an anomaly, and Old Friend is no different. Forslund’s sonic signature is undeniable, and an anachronism from the typical belief of what comes from Montana. Seething, lapping synth waves, with a punctuated house beat, push against languid electric guitar chords. The entirety of Old Friend morphs and twists, a story of discovery, its vibration conjuring visions of distant lands, and the summit of alien peaks.

Old Friend is a blooming tour-de-force, an experience capable of deep personal solitude, or gaping with a crowd of friends at frenetic lights and lasers blistering over-head. Listen to it, and start history.

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