A long awaited vinyl reissue of Plinth‘s frosty, psychedelic debut. Wintersongs lulls the listener into a half-imagined world, drawing equally from vague memories of childhood (eerie books borrowed from the library, quaint otherworldly television serials and hours spent exploring old attics and junkshops), and a heartfelt love and appreciation of the English countryside and the ancient villages dotted around it. Syd Barrett’s songs have been likened to ‘little spells’, and this record too feels as though it is possessed by a strange and enchanting magic. Hearing Wintersongs fade out for the last time is to be gently roused from a dream and, perhaps sadly, returned to the present time.
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