
A heavy, nocturnal exploration of mortality and grief. Submerged guitars and breathy vocals move through a murky, jazz-inflected landscape of beautiful despair.
It's like a jazz club at the end of the world where everyone is too sad to leave.
A heavy, beautiful surrender to the inevitability of loss and the quiet grace found within it.
The writing leans far further into death mortality than the rest of the catalogue.
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