
Dry, deadpan indie pop where weeping pedal steel meets modern R&B rhythms. A sparse and beautifully awkward record of romantic longing and quiet isolation.
It sounds like staring at your phone in a beautiful theater while the world's saddest pedal steel plays just for you.
A quiet, beautifully awkward meditation on longing and the comfort of solitude.
Solitude saturates this record a touch more than the artist's norm.
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