
Warped, tape-saturated soul that feels like a half-remembered dream. Gritty guitar textures and submerged vocals for late-night introspection.
It sounds like a Prince record that was buried in the desert for thirty years and then played back on a broken VCR.
A restless, nocturnal search for connection filtered through layers of beautiful analog decay.
Midnight saturates this record far more than the artist's norm.
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