
Thirteen tracks of tape-hiss folk that feel like reading a stranger's diary. Fragile acoustic melodies and whispered vocals for moments of quiet reflection.
It's like finding a cassette tape in a thrift store that turns out to be a stranger's most private thoughts.
A quiet, unvarnished intimacy that feels like a secret shared in the middle of the night.
The energy sits where this artist usually lives — held steady, not a departure.
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