Bobby Would

On Mumia, Bobby Would turns grief into a slow, chromatic drift: two side‑long drones that move like clouds of deep brown and iron red, a hushed meditation on loss, numbness and the strange beauty that survives inside sadness.

*300 copies limited release* "Sometimes it’s hard to resist the feeling that there was a crucial turn in life out of which everything else flowed. Maybe in our more reasonable frames of mind we can dismiss that thought and take our plans and intentions very seriously. But, there’s often a lurking conviction that, like the oak from the acorn or the movie from its opening scene, it is already all there. In the first moment of Relics of Our Life, anything could happen, anything could come next. But…