Tom Colquhoun
“A cold wind blows through the city. It smells of snow… and gunpowder.” Shivers wouldn't hit so hard without this perfect soundtrack. Revachol sounds so tired, and broken. And yet the people keep going, and there's beauty in that. No other artist could have conjured that so perfectly, and for all the top-tier writing Disco wouldn't have been the game it was without this.
Favorite track: The Insulindian Miracle.