In the kaleidoscopic realm of auditory dreams, where the melodies of reality danced with the echoes of the absurd, there existed an enigmatic album by Svitovamora entitled "Kinhsh." It began with "Prolipsy" a serenade of algorithmic whispers that beckoned the listener into a phantasmagoric seascape. The digital waves, imbued with ethereal luminescence, whispered secrets of binary constellations to those who dared to navigate the sea of sound.

As the music flowed like liquid code, it transformed into "Pleon" a sonic tapestry woven from the collective consciousness of a surreal orchestra. Each note, a pixel in a mosaic of sentient harmonies, painted visions of enigmatic landscapes where time unraveled like a glitch in the cosmic algorithm. The majority, it seemed, had gathered in a spectral carnival of sound, where reality and imagination twirled in a dizzying waltz.

In the third movement, "Protereotita" the music adopted the guise of a celestial clock, ticking in rhythmic urgency. A paradoxical melody unfolded, a soundtrack to the whims of time itself. It explored the curious corridors of priorities as if the very essence of existence was a cosmic jigsaw puzzle waiting to be rearranged by the hands of a capricious interdimensional entity.

The final track, "Parapera" thrust the listener into an otherworldly dimension where the laws of physics crumbled like ancient parchment. The ambient symphony soared beyond the limits of reason, and the boundaries of reality became as transient as the wisps of a dream. In this surreal denouement, the music became a guide to the fantastical, inviting the listener to step into the interstitial spaces between dimensions.

Review from Yoshimoto Uzo & Cypu Romezed:

"And so, as the last notes echoed into the aether, the listener found themselves adrift in a surrealist's fever dream, where the seas were made of stardust, and the horizon was a canvas painted with the hues of impossible colors. Svitovamora's "Kinhsh" emerged not merely as an album but as a portal to a realm where the fantastic and the familiar pirouetted hand in hand, leaving behind a trail of enigmatic melodies that lingered in the recesses of the mind like the elusive fragments of a whimsical dream."