
Tape-hiss folk sketches from 1990s Seattle. Intimate, dusty, and deeply melancholic songs that feel like overhearing a private conversation through a thin wall.
It sounds like a collection of sad letters you weren't supposed to find, recorded on a cassette player in a rainy bedroom.
A quiet, persistent ache that feels like watching the rain through a window in an empty apartment.
The writing leans notably further into love lost than the rest of the catalogue.
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