Here at the Forest Wanker compound, atmosphere is the whole of the law. If your album is the most competent, best produced, riff-filled slab of amazingness ever, but you lack the proper psychoacoustics to have a gestalt, I am completely uninterested. For me, you might as well be a single tuba playing scales.
Psychoacoustics and an overwhelming gestalt are what made O turniach, jeziorach i nocnych szlakach one of the most talked about albums of 2016, and are what keep it in my rotation to this day. In my review of Gaoth's final(?) album, I mentioned how I was waiting for a new album from them. Wędrujący Wiatr is the same. Very few things, musically, would make me as happy as a third album from the Polish masters of atmosphere.
There is reason to hope that we might just see that third album soon, so I thought I'd share their excellent second album with you. There's no "highlights" to speak of, no standout riffs or notable passages. This is not that kind of album. No one has a "favorite track" on this album. It is a unitary whole. One beautiful neofolk-ish journey through woodsy misty Polish folklore.
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