On a never ending quest for a taste of the divine, The Zenmenn plunge themselves into a mystical world of shimmering harps and languid guitars, at once heavenly and at the same time somehow sub aquatic, sending melodic flourishes bubbling up to the sun kissed surface. The Zenmenn paint with a palette of many colours taking influence from music from all over the world. But far from falling into the trap of cheap derivation, the trio construct a sound world that is unparalleled in its vibrant originality.
Words fall short here, to describe something so intangible. An ethereal music that flirts momentarily with the furthest reaches of aesthetic vogue, only to then cut a bold new path into the future.