this is the second release from spaniard toni ruiz for the foxglove imprint and continues the theme on his self-titled debut. acoustic guitar mazes that lose their victims in a mass of organic greenery. hell, i'm not even sure what that means, but listening to ruiz's meandering compositions that flirt with the line between out-and-out improvisation and something more structured, more resolute. sure, there are vague hints of fahey, but even more apparent is pastoral americana, something from a time since past. ruiz's music is simple and beautiful. and hey, there's gold in them there hills. damnit. 100 copies