Italy is like a musical horn of plenty these days; it just gives and gives..
Birch Crown delivers a doomy sound much akin the rustling of their dendron namesakes; it's distant and almost thin, yet menacingly potent in suggestive power. It weaves a dreamy haze in which the clear, hypnotic and lulling vocals carve a path. Take this ethereal guide by the hand and follow the slow swaying whisper of the Birch Crown into the forest.
Favorite track: Time Is Like Sand In The Wind.