I love a place that doesn't exist
A watercolor world of snow
Rain burned, sun soaked paradise
I think it may be Tokyo
Or a midwest streetlamp, or a rainy day all damp
Or the smile I give to someone I love or NYC from above
Or Florida in the dead of night, holy god what a sight
I love a place that lives in sound
A deep space cosmic ohm
Indistinct, with swirling edges
Lonely, loving home
The Chicago wunderkind's debut album is half lo-fi hip-hop pianos and breakneck drumming, half polished pop songs full of orchestral arrangements and whimsical but melancholic melodies. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 23, 2020