Russia, 1998, Tuvan throat singing / avant-folk

SainkhoNaked Spirit: This is everything Yoko Ono wishes she had been. The mysterious wailing, screeching vocals are perfect, reaching out to define the spaces around it. It is authentic, beautiful, and frightening… if you stare too long into the naked flame. Take a spirit journey across high, frozen plains where the warm, soft percussion sets your pace and the xomus (jaw harp) leads you like a diviner’s wand back home.

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