
Thirteen tracks of bone-dry acoustic folk. Percussive guitar work and intimate, travel-worn storytelling recorded with the warmth of a basement tape.
It sounds like a guy playing guitar in your living room at 3 AM while everyone else is asleep.
A restless, travel-worn solitude that finds beauty in the sparse and the unpolished.
The writing leans notably further into storytelling than the rest of the catalogue.
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