
Hyper-intimate piano and brittle strings frame a voice on the verge of shattering. A record of profound isolation that feels like reading a stolen diary.
It sounds like a man falling apart in the most beautiful way possible in a room full of cellos.
A profound, hushed vulnerability that feels like a secret being shared in the dark.
The instrumentation foregrounds piano notably more than the catalogue usually does.
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