
Four tracks of fragile, tape-hiss folk and piano sketches. A quiet, sepia-toned detour into midwestern memory that feels like finding a lost cassette in an attic.
It sounds like finding a dusty cassette of 60s pop demos in a haunted Ohio basement.
A fragile, sepia-toned reflection on the past filtered through heavy tape hiss.
The instrumentation foregrounds acoustic guitar far more than the catalogue usually does.
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