Ghosts

In the cold quiet of the morning, in the far distance, you are drawn into a sombre scene where the baying crowd surround the burning sticks and branches throwing smoke and spark into the air. The fire that burns the nostrils and sucks the air from your very soul. Now, rising from the ashes of the dead, innocent flesh is the all devouring, all destroying vacuum and furious power. RUNAH is more than sound and song. More than whimsey. Every now and then the world of music throws up an artist that can move you to new places within yourself, sonically shifting you, teasing and tearing you limb from limb, still leaving you safely home feeling somehow better.