I’m pretty sure if the term wombcore wasn’t quite so graphic it’d be an accepted genre name. How else to describe music that transports you to that warm, fuzzy place where every note is lilting and soporific and songs drift lazily into each other? Umbilicalia? Amnio-gaze? Probably best to leave the categorizing to those who need it, but suffice to say that Japanese solo artist, Ex Confusion, bears this brand of uterine nomenclature better than most…
Egg sculpture is by Peter Randall-Page.