There is something simple in the way the wind blows through the tall grasses along the coast. Wind and grass, that’s it. To stand and witness the yielding patterns shaped by an unseen force is mesmerizing. Stand there long enough and the simplicity begins to fade. The sun soon warms the back of your neck, salt coats your tongue, and a slow burn from that invisible pressure spreads across your face. There is more at work.
So it is with Tearing Sky. The snap of the snare, the pluck of the string, the hum of bass. Simple, but only initially. Listen long enough, and it’s Piers Faccini’s voice that you’ll find is the unseen force, touching everything here, creating the patterns that stop you in your tracks, mesmerized by the beauty.