The dark echoes of disembodied voices and droning post punk arrangements seep through the ruins of old industrial estates. It’s the darkest point at night and although it should be unnerving, there’s a strange emotion seeping through. The rhythmic waves soothe as they cyclically make their way through the rarefied atmosphere.
Wet silt mixed with a loamy sediment of a river that once was. That is Loam and this is their latest track, ‘A Room’.
More to come soon.
Words: Sam J. Valdés López