With “Interior” Rosa Anschütz builds her own piece of musical security: a small cave in which vulnerability echoes through the vaults as an ode to transience. As much as we sometimes long for yesterday, Anschütz shows us how to console ourselves with tomorrow. On her third solo album, the Berlin-based artist dips aphorisms into deep pools of sound, filling the interior with bittersweet melancholy: between the tracks, the seconds melt away.
Rosa Anschütz – Interior
