Look out Finland. Aritomo's fragile debut release may just out-psych the freak folk patrol, however, with subtlety - on second thought - no, it will. This quietly mesmerizing album was originally released in nano-quantities a couple years ago as a vinyl record in Japan, but certainly yearns to be discovered by more than a living room full of punters. There is an almost naive quality to the way Aritomo's whisper of a voice plays out against his softly lolling acoustic guitar chords. The resulting atmospheres wink at the quietudes of Nick Drake or Ryusuke Seto, though Aritomo is clearly coming from a place all his own. Simplicity is the key stone with Aritomo. His technique slithers between standard chord progressions and more organized Jandekian dissonances. Even at the most outside (which, again, presents as a subtle weirdness), the music throbs with a flickering beauty at its core. Aritomo's vocals beckon like a ghostly siren over a misty craig as his soft, trance inducing guitar echoes lure the ships in. There could hardly be lovelier rocks for a sailor to be dashed against. First edition of 600 copies in a custom made book bound CD case. This album will appeal to fans of loner psych, obscure Japanese music, Six Organs of Admittance, Jandek, Nick Drake, Ryusuke Seto.