
A sprawling, dust-caked epic of Southern Gothic longing. Fifteen-minute slowcore movements meet tape-saturated Americana in a haze of massive reverb.
It’s like a fifteen-minute sunset in a town that’s been abandoned for thirty years.
A heavy, humid sense of romantic longing and historical decay that feels both intimate and vast.
The writing leans notably further into love lost than the rest of the catalogue.
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