
A submerged collection of nocturnal soul and jazz-flecked pop. Hushed vocals drift through tape-saturated guitars and skeletal beats for the 3am thinkers.
It sounds like a jazz club at 4am where you're the only person left at the bar.
A heavy, beautiful sense of isolation that feels like being wrapped in a cold, damp blanket.
Late Night saturates this record far more than the artist's norm.
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