Boomkat Product Review:
Donato Wharton's blend of layered acoustic guitar, slivers of broken piano, barely audible microscopic electronic malfunctioning and radiant red textured warmth sounds as if it was recorded as a soundtrack for the most precious kind of daydream. The tracks here seem to effortlessly combine the crackles of a digital campfire with soulful, processed guitars, somehow fusing into a timeless, heart stopping ghost of melody and introspection. This year has been a good one for this kind of intimate, other-wordly blend of ideas bled into traditional acoustic songwriting, electronic experimentation and an almost neo-classical approach to composition. The same names keep on cropping up, but think here of a more fragile To Rococo Rot, a deconstructed Remote Viewer, a midnight fuelled Animal Collective or maybe an angelic counterpart to Sylvain Chaveau and Max Richter - music that doesn't really fit into any pigeon-hole or preset, all that you know is that within its broken frame it sounds unstoppably beautiful. Highly recommended.