Bodies of Light’s Petrichor, invokes the smell of wind and rain on the craggy rocks after a storm and encourages you to slip out of the gross, solid, heavy existence into a higher place and course like the fluid that flows, like blood, in the veins of the gods. A fitting start, "Field Memory" unspools into an undulating, wafting pattern and lifts the listener up. Track two, "Screen Memory" is a change of season; birds perhaps singing with their electronic counterparts with the chirping flying away and the track growing stronger, more insistent. The album's title track offers snippets of spoken word and a melancholy patch that sounds akin to a slow Uilleann pipe blowing across the ether. The rest of this release contains thoughtful tracks, all weeping, whimsical, a conversation in reduction; small sounds teasing the ear. Petrichor is ebb and flow, introspection and big thoughts. Available on cassette or digital download .