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Drawing sounds from field recordings, to the inner creaks of paper towel rolls, or the subliminal textures of white noise; Tumbao unravels as an emergence, a projectile with infinite projections, each sounding a different call. An immersion in inner dialects, stretched and displayed like an entomologist's wet dream. Full of beats syncopated like an eight armed drummer and textures that ride a subconscious bed to lie in. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.