
Skeletal piano ballads and dusty indie rock recorded with a raw, tape-hiss intimacy. A fragile, essential document of early 2000s vulnerability.
It sounds like a beautiful, sad secret whispered directly into your ear in a dark room.
A heavy, autumnal sadness that finds a strange kind of peace in its own fragility.
Melancholic saturates this record a touch more than the artist's norm.
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