Kowai Komorebi

Look out Finland. Aritomo's fragile debut release may just out-psych the freak folk patrol, however, with subtlety—on second thought—no, it will. This quietly mesmerizing album was originally released in nano-quantities a couple years ago as a self issued vinyl record, but certainly yearns to be discovered by more than a living room full of punters. There is an almost naive quality to the way Aritomo's whisper of a voice plays out against his softly lolling acoustic guitar chords. The resulting atmospheres wink at the quietudes of Nick Drake or Ryusuke Seto, though Aritomo is clearly coming from a place all his own.