folk

Hannah Pruzinsky’s work on this record is unmistakably that of a writer. They co-run a NYC music publication, and the LP shipped with a limited run of illustrated choose-your-own-adventure booklets. The songs share that sensibility: patient, considered, attentive to small pivots. Mostly hushed instrumentation—fingerpicked guitar and piano, but also Wurlitzer, sax, and synth—threaded with improvised interludes that keep the sequencing loose. The lyrics circle dependency and control without ever landing too hard on either.

The quiet gets broken twice, usefully. “if you cannot make it stop” pushes toward shoegaze: Grouper at one end of the dial, My Bloody Valentine at the other. This makes the surrounding calm feel like a choice rather than a default.