The Roses Won’t Tell Your Secret: An August Mixtape

Blown out garage pop & lounge jazz exotica. Chambered folk & only one Dylan cover. With humidity and paranoia at an all-time high, it only felt right to re-visit to the foggy August mixtape. Tranquility is always tempting as an aural axis, but these things always seem to land somewhere in the middle of a torrid zone hypnosis . . .

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