
A murky, tape-saturated debut of ghost-folk. Acoustic guitars buried in hiss and reverb create a haunting, desolate world of beauty and terror.
It's like finding a haunted cassette tape in a cabin and realizing the ghost has a beautiful voice.
A desolate and beautiful exploration of isolation, wrapped in a thick layer of analog dust.
The writing leans far further into surreal abstract than the rest of the catalogue.
Cassette uses generative AI to enrich its catalog. How we use AI →