Listening to l.n. baba’s new album, Onion, feels like stepping into a world of your own. Trees are quiet in the wind, dogs open their mouths but don’t bark, and a far-off voice sings to you about things you hope to understand, like onions and tramlines. It’s a magical experience that’s made possible through uniquely excellent songwriting, idiosyncratic performances, and a sparse, yet effective production style.