Liquid Sunset

Paul Bradley’s a quiet presence – there are no interviews with him readily to be found, and his digital footprint seems reduced, now, to a Bandcamp page. It’d be easy to interpret this as reticence or hermeticism, but it reads as both appropriate and sensitive to the music he makes, which prefers the understated and the micro-attentive, to making a grand gesture. On Liquid Sunset, a particularly glassy drone slowly swirls around itself, broken up by a passage of crackling foliage, under foot. Bradley’s music rewards not just patience and attention, but ‘steeping’ – to grasp it fully, give it all the time it needs.