
Delicate sibling harmonies and sparse acoustic arrangements. A quiet, sun-drenched collection of indie folk that feels like a handwritten letter.
It's like a warm hug from a friend who's a little bit sad but very glad to see you.
A gentle, sun-soaked melancholy that feels both deeply private and universally comforting.
The production is pushed notably harder into stripped back than this artist usually allows.
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