Time seems to always place us back at our starting points, no matter the journey we embark upon. The long winter is upon us once again, a return to quarantine it seems. Plans laid aside as we all sit in a car with no driver on a route laid with the anxiety of not knowing what will come next. Through the pain this year has caused there has been moments of growth. Isolation has allowed for an inward look to find solace within ourselves.

Brooklyn-based artist Bob Jones crafts an album under his new pseudonym Jha Bones that simply oozes away the relentless tension riddled through our body. Jones is a centerpiece for rhythmic relief within his other projects, the socially aware groove laden ruminations of P.E. and the amorphous experiments uncovered in Eaters. On his second solo release Valley Fold, Jones loses all sense of boundaries to piece together songs comprised of single take recordings that form a cyclic mediation with vintage hardware and soft focus. Sparse instrumentation is layered in a warm embrace that mimics a wintry sunset upon a snowbound field. Textured electronics provide both pessimistic confusion (“Ha Ha Is Your Name Kim”) and gentle waves of optimism (“Nocturne 1:26:17”). An unwavering buoyancy in a time bound for the drain.

Valley Fold is out now digitally and you can purchase limited edition cassettes here.