An hypnotic work of texture and rhythm. And maybe this is the wrong way to introduce it. Throat singing is unlike anything else. Unlike what singing and music usually are. It feels deeper, more teluric, like an ancient pulse, barely rhythmic. Human yet beast-like. The landscape and the people are documented in a nondescriptive way, like the singing. In a sensory, temptative, approach. Allowing voices to ressonate.