“The Book of Love is long and boring,” Stephin Merritt once famously crooned, but Dawuna interprets that book a little differently. Maybe he just skips straight to the good parts: Love’s Arp, his second full length album, is a gratifying rumination on the “L” word, wandering its trippy labyrinths, exploring its rocky edges, and smoothing out its warm silk sheets.
It’s a wonder this album ever came to be: Glass Lit Dream turned up on this very site in 2020, and its rapturous reception catapulted him into rarefied critical air. But just when things were beginning to gain momentum, Dawuna was bedridden by a traumatic brain injury which left him with amnesia; he also struggled through a bumpy divorce. Staying with his brother in Baltimore…

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