
Twelve minutes of skeletal folk captured on magnetic tape. These four songs feel like private confessions whispered into a handheld recorder in a dark room.
It sounds like a ghost telling you his life story over a tape recorder in a basement.
A fragile, dust-covered intimacy that feels like a private secret shared in the dark.
The production is pushed notably harder into lo fi than this artist usually allows.
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