
Fourteen fragile sketches of internet-era isolation. Spoken word diary entries over dusty, tape-saturated beats and skeletal acoustic guitar.
It's like eavesdropping on a stranger's most honest 3am voice memos.
A fragile, unvarnished portrait of isolation that feels both deeply private and universally lonely.
Melancholic saturates this record a touch more than the artist's norm.
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