Do you hear me now?
Crispin's first EP is an invitation to all dreamers to seek refuge in a landscape that is quixotic yet meditative, illuminated but obscure with slowly unfolding endless streams of melody. The music gathers will from Radiohead, Joanna Newsom, and Troubadour songs and crystalize into wayward harmonic turns and unexpected apparitions.
I grew up in the center of Minnesota at the center of the continent, which is about as decentralized as a boy can be. I write songs to satisfy the subliminal suggestions of the ghosts that created me. I write songs to come closer to the disintegrating phonologies I call my own. My hope is that my songs will mollify collective fears and welcome you to lay down your burdens of being for a while. I can only ever write for you, even if I tried to forget.