'Sending My Love' the Third Coming Album from Songstress Osmunda, is Like a Guided Meditation Series



This minimalistic, fresh, and sometimes amorphous exploration of the Ethereal Pop style Osmunda coined as her own, feels like it's caressing our inner hearts. Instead of trying to entangle our heads under a love song's coop, it pursues the vacant spaces of meditation lingering in our subconscious borders. She commits to her music's development entirely with the intention of jutting her beaming love outwards for all to explore. Weaved, stitched, and wrapped in enchantment, these refreshing numbers exude their individual uplifting and empowering messages with a delicate and supple nature. She explores inner peace and world peace, self-acceptance, gratefulness, love, purpose, and even the in-between moments when sensibility meets inner strength. Extending further into feelings that mirror looking within yourself for light, and when you're ready to grow but anxious in accepting it. On 'Sending My Love,' Osmunda displays each message with an ethereal presence, sounding more like an earth goddess in her presentation and the positivity in her voice, as she guides us on this positive journey of growth.


The New Mexico-raised, Los Angeles-based enchantress, and songstress show complex taste in her musical endeavors. Rebecca Trujillo Vest began her vocation as a singer with the band "Space babies," and after a listening session on their Spotify page, it's easy to see that the singer is a force of nature. Conducted by her fascination with the alternative and more uncovered grounds of ethereal pop, she infuses each passing note with swelling energy. Her nurtured impulse to create something innovative using minimal components also informs the music she makes as "Osmunda," pulling from classic soul, pop, R&B, and world music. Her breakout project, the earthy and resonating Munda, merited her an eager fanbase, but 'Sending My Love' is far more published with purpose. She wrote and recorded it while staying home in Los Angeles in quarantine. She describes its songs as leaves of expression from upliftments and thoughtful reflections found within the melodies she has made up.


The thirteen tracks feel less like a radio dance song selection and more like snippets from a smile mediation. Her elusive and atmospheric compositions resemble the multicolored and down stepped halves of St. Vincent's "Strange Mercy"; even when the songs seem independent, they are still bound by a shared beautiful, uplifting concept. Brief and powerful yet somehow ghostly, they share a sort of dreamlike landscape through the albums run time. A majority are over four minutes; some play with a chanted flowing hymn, others with a mantra-like structure. The whimsically slow escalator ride of "Golden Light" continuously shift in and out of sight, transforming into an echoing encantation explaining the concept of inner ascension into the light. Many songs do not have riffs or hooks; they settle in a meditating chant or empowering hymn until they evaporate like when "A Loving World" blends seamlessly i