For a life of boheme, Tishmal gives us her secret "On My Way Up"

Acceptance of uncertainty is a constant struggle. Tishmal's message is to let go through "On My Way Up". The spirit of this message has "Bohemian life" aspirations. Beyond the beautiful production and the floating, electric strings, Tishmal deploys a complex palette of vocal cords that add beautiful shades of color.
The impressive production also features a set of monochromatic melodies, which is counterbalanced by powerful, uplifting vocals. The honesty of the lyrics that the artist offers touches a deep and sensitive point that everyone shares. A track that touches the human heart and soul. Stream below
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