
Six tracks of devastatingly intimate folk. Whispered vocals and patient acoustic guitar that feel like a private confession recorded in a fog-heavy cabin.
It sounds like a secret whispered to you in a room where the only light is coming from under the door.
A quiet, devastatingly beautiful solitude that feels like a safe harbor in a storm.
The production is pushed a touch harder into stripped back than this artist usually allows.
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