
Four minutes of fractured, soul-drenched vignettes. A masterclass in unquantized swing and dusty, late-night atmosphere that feels like a half-remembered dream.
July 26, 2018
A hazy, soul-inflected introspection that feels both intimate and slightly distant.
How does dntaskmefrshit. sound next to the rest of Knxwledge's catalogue?
The writing leans far further into self examination than the rest of the catalogue.
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