“Look how the sun has painted the trees, all these colors never known to them, colors never known to their leaves.
I’d like to sing like that…. But I know that someday, someday, I’ll offer up a song I was made to play
until even the mocking birds don’t know what to say…” - Chris Pureka (Compass Rose, Dryland)
Chris Pureka’s sophomore release, Dryland plays like the way she enters a room—with low, deliberate airs, quietly demanding respect. One stark, solo acoustic guitar builds into layered swan songs and raspy serenades that resonate...