In a world where we frequently go through the same sounds, a debut single that also feels like a full-body shiver is rare. But that is precisely what /somnolence./ does with “Walls,” a soul-stirring introduction to their artistry that hits with near silent devastation and beauty.
Based in Budapest, Hungary, /somnolence./ crafts the kind of music you can whisper like a secret in the dark, quiet, ghostly, and achingly human. On March 12, 2025, “Walls” doesn’t simply come, it haunts, lingers, and eventually heals. In each bar, it gently unlocks the pain of a broken man trapped in an abusive partnership, where the difference between love and suffering becomes a haunting lament. “Walls” drifts through a dreamy murk, its haze soaked in reverbed-out guitars, eerie synths, and singing that’s more of a ghostly transmission than a performance. There’s an aching patience to it all, every note is determined, and every silence is sacred. The track never builds to a climax so much as it takes an audible deep breath in its misery, urging listeners to sit uncomfortably and take comfort in unity.
There is more to “Walls” than a sad song. This is not simply a cry of pain, it is a stoic meditation on trauma, on suffering’s ubiquity and its relevance to us and, ultimately, on the fortitude of succumbing to it. Hurt happens, /somnolence./ as if to whisper, but it lets us know we’re alive. It’s an existential hymn swaddled in ambient dread, with just enough flicker of light to convince you of transcendence.
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