
A haunted collision of classical viola and early-2000s glitch. Four tracks of coastal gothic folk recorded with a laptop and a sense of deep isolation.
It's like a haunted sea shanty played through a broken Game Boy.
A restless, salt-stained loneliness punctuated by bursts of digital static.
The writing leans far further into identity than the rest of the catalogue.
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