
A dusty, tape-hissed collection of midwestern vignettes. Stripped-back acoustic arrangements and hushed vocals capture the isolation of a long, gray winter.
It sounds like a quiet winter night in a house with thin walls and a lot of memories.
A fragile, tape-hissed melancholy that feels like a private confession in a cold room.
Late Night saturates this record far more than the artist's norm.
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