Enya - The Memory Of Trees -1995- Flac

The soundstage widens. Voices don't just come from the left and right; they seem to emerge from behind and above you.

She pressed her palm against the rough, moss-drenched bark. Immediately, the world softened. The sharp scent of rain-drenched earth filled her lungs, and the hum of the "FLAC" frequency—the pure, lossless vibration of the earth—vibrated through her skin. This was the . Enya - The Memory Of Trees -1995- Flac

: You can hear the "breath" in the vocal tracks and the resonance of the percussion. The soundstage widens