
Thirteen tracks of hushed, intimate folk recorded with such proximity you can hear every breath. A masterclass in quiet vulnerability and Pacific Northwest melancholy.
It's like a long, quiet exhale on a rainy Tuesday when you're finally alone.
A quiet, protective layer of sound for moments of profound internal reflection.
The production is pushed a touch harder into stripped back than this artist usually allows.
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