
Ten hushed reinterpretations of Arthur Russell’s catalog. Stripped to acoustic guitar, cello, and a whisper, it is a fragile, reverent study in intimacy.
It's like Peter Broderick is sitting on the edge of your bed playing you his favorite Arthur Russell songs.
A quiet, reverent meditation on love and memory that feels like a warm blanket in a cold room.
The writing leans far further into love romantic than the rest of the catalogue.
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