We buried our harts without shame
And when we found them they were never the same
We used to take turns to kill the pain
Running naked didn’t want to be tamed
And we danced on the streets
Off our feet, we held hands
We didn’t believe, we danced to this beat
We danced to this beat
You made me Complete
Noisy crickets crossing our ways
We traveled so much that we became strays
All those nights we reached for the stars
The cold air filling our lungs
And we danced on the streets
Off our feet, we held hands
We didn’t believe, we danced to this beat
We danced to this beat
I’m incomplete
Every single song on this stellar compilation is a moody and memorable dose of deephouse, each wearing the intricacies and intelligence of their design lightly. If you have room in your heart for smart and emotionally grown-up electronica, you'd be doing yourself an enormous disservice overlooking this. Ben Harris
A modern take on traditional Moldavian accordion music from Bliz Nochi and friends, with proceeds benefiting Nochi's father's healthcare. Bandcamp New & Notable May 26, 2020
A story and a journey from beginning to end, like the other comps in the series. Luscious detail with gentle pacing to be savoured with fine headphones. Angel Figueroa