Barrie gives me all the goosebumps and the sweetest cotton candy clouds with "Unholy Appetite."
Never have I felt so floaty as when I was listening to "Unholy Appetite." It's the softest dream made manifest into an effervescent fizz of soft pop and sunset sounds. It's the sound you hear when you look out an aeroplane window and you see all those nimbus clouds bopping around you, slowly reaching into nothing but calm. The track is a warm blanket on a cold night and a cup of tea on a Sunday morning.
"Unholy Appetite" is a soft breeze and some summer fruits on a picnic blanket.