
Thirteen minutes of sun-drenched acoustic folk and lap steel. A quiet, banjo-flecked homecoming that trades electronic grooves for southern-gothic vulnerability.
It's Toro y Moi's secret country-folk record about growing up in South Carolina.
A gentle, sun-bleached meditation on the impossibility of truly returning home.
The production is built around stripped back than this artist usually allows.
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