Fifteen tracks of tape-hiss folk and whispered confessions. A fragile, bedroom-recorded document of holding on and letting go in total isolation.
It's like reading a stranger's diary while they're asleep in the next room.
A fragile and uncomfortably honest exploration of loneliness and memory.
It runs a touch hotter than this artist's baseline.
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