
Ten tracks of sun-drenched, analog folk recorded to tape. Sparse acoustic arrangements and weary harmonica for long drives and quiet, dusty rooms.
It sounds like a dusty old tape you found in a glovebox during a cross-country drive.
A sun-drenched, quiet loneliness that feels both weary and deeply peaceful.
The production is pushed notably harder into analog warmth than this artist usually allows.
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