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The back cover of the album sums it up: "music is difficult to describe, but surely full of Elves and Gnomes!" And that it is... subterranean drippings, disembodied cackles and the slow dragging of concrete . Behind it all, a pensive score of shimmering and hesitating to reveal itself too much for fear of scaring its hosts. A low, sparse cacaphony of the Old Country, drawn from times long before it was paved over for easy transit. Ora albums are rather obscure, so best of fortune in your own sylvan quest.