Somewhere between serene and overcast, double bass and voice create a charming two-person orchestra. A voice dances smooth rings around the woody depths of the double bass. Sometimes as light as air, sometimes swelteringly warm, sometimes experimental, always lo-fi. Jazzy, but no Jazz. After a good two years, lots of cigarettes, sweat, coffee, cough drops and many gigs, there is finally also a small, but precious recording! SMO casts its spell over more than just Sunday mornings!