
Just a woman and her acoustic guitar. Sharp, percussive, and intensely private songs that feel like reading a stolen diary in a rainy city.
It's just her and a guitar, but she sounds like a whole riot.
A fierce, solitary honesty that cuts through urban isolation with percussive grace.
The vocals lean notably further into raw than the rest of the catalogue.
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