Pony beads, candy, synth-bliss, and about 420 more ingredients make up Semya, a flipped-out project coming off the the bass humping beat-sticker Lexx. Bubbling out of the Baltimore avant-baking scene, this shit drops the heavy violence and goes from distorted 8-bit to spiritual peace pipe with Marlon Brando, Pocahontas, and me. Psychedelic foot race ensues over ambient hills and droney waters.
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