Johnny Lamas

𝙅𝙤𝙝𝙣𝙣𝙮 𝙇𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙨’ “𝘿𝙖𝙣𝙯𝙖 𝘾𝙤𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙘𝙖” 𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙘-𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙡𝙚 — 𝙢𝙞𝙙𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙮𝙣𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡, 𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙨𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙡.

Lamas bends crystalline synth figures into gently psychedelic motion, folding soft percussion, dream-pop haze and balearic shimmer into a slow, luminous drift. The album moves with a kind of floating optimism, halfway between library exotica and beach-side kosmische, never hurried, always glowing from within.

“Danza Cosmica” stands as a quietly transportive TrueClass gem — tender, escapist and tuned to a horizon where cosmic sound meets warm earthly breeze.