
Fragile spoken-word sketches over dusty, lo-fi beats. A hauntingly intimate collection of bedroom recordings that feel like reading a stranger's private diary.
October 17, 2011
A heavy, hushed intimacy that feels like a shared secret in the middle of a sleepless night.
How does sing me something sweet to sleep to sound next to the rest of dandelion hands's catalogue?
It runs notably cooler and more held-back than this artist's baseline.
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