Hailing from Window Rock, Arizona, Hataalii's songs are weirdly genreless and out-of-time, yet constantly reach for some sort of cosmic agency. You can frequently hear him experimenting and trying different personas on, but the force of his charisma unites all the disparate elements he puts together, conjuring a kind of Southwestern saudade . . .
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