
Fragile spoken-word diaries layered over dusty, bit-crushed beats. A stark, lo-fi document of isolation and mental health recorded in the dead of night.
It's like reading someone's private diary while a dusty Super Nintendo hums in the background.
A stark, unblinking look at isolation that feels like a cold room warmed only by a computer monitor.
The instrumentation foregrounds keys/synth notably more than the catalogue usually does.
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