
Six tracks of skeletal folk recorded with a haunting, tape-hiss intimacy. A winter record that feels like a shared secret in a cold room.
It's like a ghost singing folk songs in your attic during a blizzard.
A stark, shivering intimacy that feels like a private confession in a frozen landscape.
Winter saturates this record notably more than the artist's norm.
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