Recorded on a particularly dark night in probably early 2002 or perhaps late ‘01, this is an eavesdropping as the tape rolled. With the exception of track 3 (“steps”) none of the material on this e.p. existed prior to pressing record. One man, in a mood, singing what comes to mind. As intimate a listen as anything you’ll ever hear. Never meant for public consumption. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Read more on Last.fm.

voice escaping failed body save fingers Fuck. Yeah. ....oh..... hands too. shit. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.