Farbod Biglari’s “Nightmare” unfolds like a set of journal entries penned in silence. Composed and performed entirely by Farbod, the album’s eight tracks lean into imperfection as form, recorded largely in single takes, with minimal equipment, and finished in the stillness of post-production in Vancouver.
Sung in Persian but resonant far beyond language, each piece feels anchored in fleeting memories, shifting, and unresolved, it’s wonderful. Songs sit with solitude and emotional dissonance. Tracks like “Café” and “Leap Year” are carefully restrained, giving weight to silence and the texture of absence.
Its dual life, begun in an intimate Iranian studio, finalized in Canada, imbues it with a sense of quiet migration. Rather than perform vulnerability, Farbod inhabits it, offering an album that’s less about arrival and more about echo. It’s introspective, unvarnished, and unwavering in its emotional clarity.
