why we love this
Like a morning hymn shared by the Sun as his rays awaken the Earth, a gentle golden glow spreads throughout the album, offering a piece of hope to all it touches.
about the record
Chamber of Tears marks the poignant debut offering from composer Alejandro Cohen, originally from Buenos Aires and now based in Los Angeles, under his own name.
Presented across thirteen songs, Chamber of Tears allows Cohen to act as some kind of sonic farmer, tilling and toiling the Earth, gently excavating deep-rooted melodies with an air of open-ended rusticism. Gentle vignettes of guitars, plucked and strummed, often transcend into lush canopies of texture and unhurried contemplation. It is this dichotomy that makes Chamber of Tears grandiose in its limitless exploration yet tender in its sincere intimacy.
It reveals that Cohen’s aural world is full of sunlight, in spite of the shadows in between.
- 1 - Instances of Silence 1:28
- 2 - American Primitive 1:39
- 3 - In Safe Gardens 2:02
- 4 - The Seven Dolphins 3:36
- 5 - Penguin 3:01
- 6 - Del Mar 2:39
- 7 - Heart-Shaped Rock 5:28
- 8 - Sail-On, 1969 3:10
- 9 - A Very Quiet Place 2:26
- 10 - Otherwise 1:43
- 11 - Chamber of Tears Part 1 1:20
- 12 - Chamber of Tears Part 2 1:55
- 13 - Deep Blue Dream 1:55
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- 1 - Instances of Silence 1:28
- 2 - American Primitive 1:39
- 3 - In Safe Gardens 2:02
- 4 - The Seven Dolphins 3:36
- 5 - Penguin 3:01
- 6 - Del Mar 2:39
- 7 - Heart-Shaped Rock 5:28
- 8 - Sail-On, 1969 3:10
- 9 - A Very Quiet Place 2:26
- 10 - Otherwise 1:43
- 11 - Chamber of Tears Part 1 1:20
- 12 - Chamber of Tears Part 2 1:55
- 13 - Deep Blue Dream 1:55
why we love this
Like a morning hymn shared by the Sun as his rays awaken the Earth, a gentle golden glow spreads throughout the album, offering a piece of hope to all it touches.
about the record
Chamber of Tears marks the poignant debut offering from composer Alejandro Cohen, originally from Buenos Aires and now based in Los Angeles, under his own name.
Presented across thirteen songs, Chamber of Tears allows Cohen to act as some kind of sonic farmer, tilling and toiling the Earth, gently excavating deep-rooted melodies with an air of open-ended rusticism. Gentle vignettes of guitars, plucked and strummed, often transcend into lush canopies of texture and unhurried contemplation. It is this dichotomy that makes Chamber of Tears grandiose in its limitless exploration yet tender in its sincere intimacy.
It reveals that Cohen’s aural world is full of sunlight, in spite of the shadows in between.
