With sumptuous medieval textures and dramatic, inspired compositions, Wind Atlas' music has gained in nuances, drifting smoothly from dark and otherworldly shoegaze / dream-pop and new-wave passages (reminding of Dead Can Dance) to gloomy post-punk atmospheres.

Music to think of an unknown continent, to look for the lost alchemical formula, to eventually discover Talos the robot hurling rocks at the Argonauts. Music that requires to do nothing but listen, a task that nowadays appears almost impossible. The message is conveyed in an imagined language from a terra incognita, the lingua ignota. Each song is like an accent or a period, like a comma, a verse, a whole chapter of a liturgical chant. One for those who relish the best soundtrack by Basil Poledouris and the 4AD catalogue.

Ltd x 300 copies in a digipak.