Maybe we’d rather have constant stimulation. Whether it’s shoved in our faces or we have to go hunting, stimulation fills our inboxes and bombards our smartphones faster than we can consume it. On bustling social networks, our friends compete with each other to link to the best URL (the most stimulating distraction.) Wireless signals spear our bodies at nearly the speed of light toward eager humans on the other end. Data never stops to breathe, so we don’t breathe either.
Gacha eases the steam valve in our heads with “Saysea,” letting quiet, minimal sounds cover the space between big, sweeping surges of emotion. Like driftwood on calm waters, Natalie Beridze whispers metaphors of rivers combining with seas, describing a yearning to connect as she floats above rising and falling pads. “Saysea” breathes like I would if I could stop drinking caffeine. Where’s that valve?