
A cinematic collision of Slavic folk, mariachi brass, and indie rock. These fourteen tracks sound like a midnight carnival wandering through a haunted Southwestern desert.
It's like a mariachi band and a Russian circus got lost in the desert and decided to write a heartbreak album.
A grand, cinematic melancholy that feels both ancient and deeply personal.
The writing leans a touch further into love lost than the rest of the catalogue.
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