
Kapp’s first more-with-the-melody outing, the predominantly sparse and acoustic mini-world of Strung Like A Compound Eye, is gently addictive. I find myself humming its more blatantly hummable segments between mouthfuls of food; amidst blisslessly unaware fellow pedestrians on cruddy sidewalks; I find myself chirping the wide bright sky to take me under its wing while Read More »








