
Intricate nylon-string patterns and whispered vocals recorded in home isolation. A masterclass in minimalist folk that feels both claustrophobic and infinite.
It's like a warm wooden hug for your brain when the world gets too loud.
A steady, rhythmic meditation on existence that feels both grounded in the earth and light as air.
The writing leans notably further into existential than the rest of the catalogue.
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