
This is the sound of isolation captured on magnetic tape.
It feels like finding a dusty cassette in the back of a drawer, containing the rawest, most unpolished thoughts of someone you used to know. The production is unapologetically lo-fi, with tape hiss and room noise acting as additional instruments that wrap around the skeletal guitar lines and skeletal drum machine beats. It is an album that demands a quiet room and a heavy heart.
How does B-Sides, Rarities and Demos sound next to the rest of Current Joys's catalogue?
The vocals lean far further into whispered than the rest of the catalogue.
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