
Five tracks of fragile bedroom folk. Whispered vocals and tape hiss create a sound as intimate and painful as reading a stranger's stolen diary.
It sounds like someone reading their diary to you while you both hide under a blanket.
A fragile, whispered confession that feels like a safe harbor for the socially exhausted.
It runs a touch cooler and more held-back than this artist's baseline.
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