The Moglass. Sparrow Juice.

Moglass skillfully discovers and grants strange, but classic combinations – sound combination, thought combinations, space combinations, simple and well-aimed. Semi-acoustic long-distance droughts... Their music – extensive crossings, where parallel ways intersect, where sand meets its own rustle, voice – its own absence, and the color of a note depends on humidity of the sky. And this album is as though a preserve vice versa. It is stretched in the six sides of the world for the width of a surprised look – such look is three times wider than the ordinary one; and for the length of secret breathing – and such breathing even falls beyond the length of time. This preserve covers the entire world, and it is the human that is the aborigine here who needs to be protected. In particular – against his/her own carelessness. This preserve contains the whole world and is completely contained in the pupil of a person who dissolves him/herself in this world...