I came across Xamvolo fairly recently, four and a half hours into a painfully long nighttime drive. “Old Soul” started to play in the background, ever so slightly hidden by the patter of soft rain and coffee-resistant tiredness. I remember being compelled to turn it up. As an emerging artist Xamvolo has a remarkable sense of self-identity, staying true to the “dark jazz grooves” he produces, of which “Old Soul”so beautifully represents.