We contend that the drone at the onset of  All Tomorrow’s Parties is a live recording of the beginning of the universe if its Cause has a bias towards Life, and if Life has a bias towards Love. Sarah Davachi’s Dominions stretches that drone into the asymptote, and kills time so that we can be witnesses of the birth of space, and time.

We sit back in our sofa beyond the edge of reality and let the cosmic piper do its thing.

Sarah Davachi – Soi-Même Comme la Matin

This winter belongs to Sarah Davachi. Get Dominions here.