Idk if this is oddly particular but I would describe listening to this album like sitting at the edge of a stream and trying to cup the water that flows by: it doesn't matter how tightly you clasp on: it doesn't matter how slowly it leaks out: eventually, it will slip from your hands. It will return to where it came from, and you just have to let it happen.
It walks an EXTREMELY fine line between a very shaky sort of ethereality and a steadfast sense of vigor and life. Truly sublime stuff. qalsy