
Thirteen tracks of moonlit folk and skeletal electronic pulses. A masterclass in intimacy, where every breath feels like a secret shared in a vast, dark room.
It's like a folk record that grew up in a Berlin techno club but decided to stay home and light candles instead.
A profound, nocturnal vulnerability that feels both fragile and physically immersive.
The writing leans notably further into love lost than the rest of the catalogue.
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