
Murky, submerged baroque pop that trades desert heat for damp forest floors. Breathy vocals drift over vintage organs and tape-saturated folk arrangements.
It's like stumbling upon a haunted 1960s lounge act performing at the bottom of a pond.
A humid, submerged intimacy that feels like a secret shared in a dark forest.
The writing leans far further into surreal abstract than the rest of the catalogue.
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