Jake Muir on Ilian Tape!! What could be more wonderful? Mana is an ode to illbient sampling atmospheres to create something ethereal and intangible. You’re forced to let go as your soul shimmers across a distant horizon.
Everything feels so distant but how can you feel distant from your own internals. Nothing separates you apart from infinity. Where you go is not your problem as the words continue to drift across what seems like a distant memory. The flora and fauna blossom within the greenhouse of your mind. The walls are constraining but they glimmer across a reflection of what once was. Your short time here is confusing but what is there to be confused about. The pensive vapours aren’t meant to be understood, neither are the columns from which they’re built.