It rolls of the tongue in subtle waves of emotion. I wish I missed you… again and again, Kramies sings his refrain, a dark, bitter taste eschewing from his mouth. It hurts to close a door, but that pain manifests itself in a litany of ways. Kramies’ “I Wish I Missed You” is the heartbreakingly bittersweet closure on a love that’s run its course, exhausted its magic, and withered away.
Kramies composes atmospheric music and is one of the most beautiful pop stars . A stratospheric rock flight, the serial structure has a strange hypnotic power.
We enter as in a dark territory crossed by bright bursts. Written in a castle in Ireland, “I Wish I Missed You” reveals again the incomparable talent of Kramies to compose pieces totally inhabited with a spectral beauty. With this title, he also takes a step. And we guess that the upcoming album will be exceptional.
With its murmured tonalities and spectral yearns, there’s a ghostly beauty attaching to the faintly forlorn ethereal dreamscape that is ‘into the sparks’, its weightlessness, pause and poise bathing all in a serene enchantment as though a love noted visitation all framed upon a cavernous haloing that arcs and sighs in demurring formations all the time housed in an orbiting hermetically sealed shelling. It marks a twilight happening perhaps rather more a shared moment maybe a journey embarked upon by a chance meeting between Kramies and Alma Forrer, he providing the delicately drawn sonic ghost lights, she the tenderly fragile and trembling hymnal phrasing. However, for us it’s the acoustic version of the same track that ushered itself into our affections, where the celestial unworldliness of the ‘full version’ is somewhat lassoed and drawn earthbound whereupon the love note coding succulently shimmer with a mystical folk beguilement that hints of a thoughtful lost in the moment Linda Perhacs.
Everything started from a magical and rare encounter between two folk lovers. On one side of the Atlantic, the young Parisian Alma Forrer, author of two first emotional EPs, with eternal and inestimable stories. On the other side of the ocean, beyond the paths and mountains, in the heart of Colorado’s forests, Denver’s Kramies, a compelling singer and friend of the exciting Jason Lytle.