
Sixteen tracks of tape-warped indie rock and fragile slowcore. A grainy, intimate collection of songs that sound like rediscovered home movies.
It sounds like a collection of beautiful, sad songs recorded on a broken tape deck in a very quiet house.
A fragile, tape-hissed meditation on memory and mortality that feels both claustrophobic and infinitely wide.
Late Night saturates this record a touch more than the artist's norm.
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