
Sparse, wood-paneled folk from the late nineties. A collection of brittle acoustic melodies and weary, introspective lyrics recorded before the big-budget pop polish.
It's like a quiet, honest conversation in a room where the heater is humming and the sun is going down.
A quiet, observant melancholy that feels like looking through old photographs in a dimly lit room.
Autumn Walk saturates this record far more than the artist's norm.
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