
Five tracks of skeletal acoustic folk and devastatingly pure falsetto. A quiet, tape-hiss-adjacent meditation on returning to one's self.
It sounds like a private concert in a cabin where the only light is the fireplace.
A quiet, earthy stillness that feels like finding peace in your own company.
The writing leans far further into nostalgia than the rest of the catalogue.
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