
Stripped-back archival folk and chamber-pop rarities. A fragile, intimate look at a master storyteller before the lush studio polish of his 70s peak.
It's like sitting in a quiet 1960s London flat while a future legend whispers his first stories to you.
A quiet, scholarly intimacy that feels like looking through old letters in a sunlit attic.
Solitude saturates this record notably more than the artist's norm.
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