
Seventy minutes of harrowing, tape-hissing intimacy. A document of total isolation where acoustic guitars and visceral screams collide in a basement setting.
1997 · Birdman Records
A harrowing and unvarnished document of isolation that finds strange, jagged beauty in the depths of despair.
How does Smile From the Streets You Hold sound next to the rest of John Frusciante's catalogue?
Despairing saturates this record far more than the artist's norm.
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