
Ghostly vocals layered over warped piano and skeletal cello. A nocturnal, self-produced study of trust and isolation that feels like a dream half-remembered.
It sounds like a choir of ghosts singing in a room full of antique clocks.
A velvet-dark, nocturnal meditation on the fragility of one's own mind.
Midnight saturates this record notably more than the artist's norm.
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