
A murky collage of warped soul loops, field recordings, and digital decay. It feels like wandering through a city at 4am while half-remembering a dream.
It's like a soul record that's been left out in the rain and then played through a broken radio.
A lonely, nocturnal drift through half-remembered melodies and urban static.
The production is pushed notably harder into tape saturation than this artist usually allows.
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