Philadelphia harpist Mary Lattimore takes a break from collaborating with the likes of Kurt Vile and Jeff Zeigler to produce a rare collection of home-spun solo recordings, using her Lyon and Healy Concert Grand Harp, contact mics, a delay pedal and not much else. Half dreamt, half improvised, Mary's songs meander like off-world rivers glowing with bioluminescence.
'bountiful sonic strangeness' - The Quietus
'wonderfully calming' - Norman Records
'a mind-opening sense of tranquility' - The Deli
'magically navigates between a cosmic flux' - millefeuille
supported by 23 fans who also own “Luciferin Light”
Never have I ever had a listening experience quite like this one. Everywhere At The End Of Time is simultaneously one of the most beautiful works of art I’ve ever heard, but also one of the most downright horrifying. paradihm