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Retrospectos feels less like a polished retrospective and more like a fever dream of fragmented memories. The project — presumably by the mysterious Macaco Hípico — lurches between raw, percussive experimentation (fitting the “monkey” energy) and haunting, hollow echoes of equestrian themes (horse clips, stable ambience, dusty waltzes). macaco hípico retrospectos
”A Bizarre, Lo-Fi Time Capsule”