If Virginia Woolf was given a synthesizer. Woolf did not think of her work as standard prose; she often described it as a physical, sensory experience.
98 Poly's EP is a delicate, woven net that catches and holds the wind. A passing mood. A memory. The exact feeling you get when you catch the changing of the seasons. This Room Contains The World.
"Why else would I keep throwing my shadow against the wall"
