South Korea, 2015, avant-folk / psychedelic pop / psychedelic folk
One of those few albums where I sit back flabbergasted, unable to describe what I just heard. It’s like some 60s psych folk singer came into the 21st-century, wandered the mists of psychedelia and made some weird bedroom tape somewhere between The Flaming Lips and Kishi Bashi. Don’t get too comfortable with this album, because he’ll flip the sofa you’re relaxing on.
Museum Musica 