
Dusty drum machine loops and deadpan spoken word recorded in the quietest hours. A fragile, lo-fi diary of isolation and digital-age mental health.
It sounds like reading someone's secret Tumblr drafts at 4 AM while a tape loop hisses in the background.
A heavy, static-drenched meditation on isolation that feels like a whispered secret.
Vulnerable saturates this record a touch more than the artist's norm.
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