
Over an hour of sprawling, tape-saturated ambient textures and fragile field recordings. A slow-motion study of isolation, winter, and the sound of a quiet room.
It's the sonic equivalent of watching snow fall through a window for seventy minutes.
A profound, quiet isolation that feels both cold and strangely protective.
Snowfall saturates this record far more than the artist's norm.
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