Yasu Cub find the infinite in the intimate on ‘picking at grass’
There’s a quiet kind of grandeur at the centre of Yasu Cub’s ‘picking at grass’ that slowly reveals its weight through stillness, patience, and detail. As the emotional anchor of ‘my early years, your spiral arms’, this track feels subtle, steady, and impossible to ignore once you’re within its orbit. WhatContinue Reading









