
A psychedelic folk-rock reinvention filled with Laurel Canyon warmth and razor-sharp wit. The sound of a man finding his voice by burning his past to the ground.
It's like if a 70s folk star took way too many drugs in a Hollywood cemetery and decided to write a novel about it.
A cynical yet sun-drenched romp through the wreckage of a self-imposed identity crisis.
Golden Hour saturates this record notably more than the artist's norm.
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