Little Kingdom by Citay is so hypnotically and atmospherically drenched that one begins to feel they're squeezing high quality lysergic acid out of each and every note, gently washing you like a child with a wobbly head, one filled with fever dreams, wakeful dreams ... where shimmering moon beans morph into dancing skeletons at the foot of a bed that's floating just above the floorboards, while the walls breathe of their own accord, ebbing like the chest of a sleeping lover, and tethered curtains ride the breeze of a pitch black star filled sky. And just when you think you can't stand anymore, the big ol' smiling moon eases up to your window and says "Howdy," like it's all the most natural thing in the world to happen.
Little Kingdom gives you nothing to hold onto, it's all about letting go, it's about what can be said between the lines, or within a nod and a wink. Citay could easily be dismissed as creating post hippy California neo-psychedelic trip music, and while it certainly is all that, it's much much more. Little Kingdom is filled with instrumental harmonies, and for the most part, this outing is an instrumental breath of fresh air, one filled with smiles, grins and an assuredness that in this moment everything is, and forever will be ... perfect.
Review by Jenell Kesler