Hawaii’s Bobby Brown redefines private press psych-folk, with his floating echo, homegrown instrumentation (pictured above) and atmospheric blend of tropical surf vibes, Indian raga music and new age spaciousness. Brown cut three records, including the “live” album from which this track is culled. As the story goes, the album was performed to an audience of one: Brown’s dog, inside his van. Eccentricities aside, “Hawaii” is an undeniably beautiful peace of music. At once earthy, aquatic and cosmic, it transcends space, time and most definitely genre. It’s weightless and it’s infinite, so go ahead . . .
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