Lia Ices

Ice Wine

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Lia Ices

Close your eyes and imagine a forest taller than any skyscraper. Ponder the smells of untainted air. Feel the cold wind rush across your skin at dark. Lia Ices may reside in Manhattan but her powerful sound could happily exist in a magical, hidden cave, lost somewhere between here and the end of the Earth. “Ice Wine” starts with a gentle spark; string-inspired synth whispers for accompaniment from gentle bass and expressive percussion. The song grows like a fire and slowly warms your bones, sheltering you from the damp evening air. Ices’ voice glows like an ember and the best moments are when she experiments without words. A gleeful yelp, a churning howl; you can almost see the shadows of coyotes dancing on the cliff below.