Be My Friend in Exile

The human condition affects most. These songs act as a form of therapy, telling stories of falling asleep with the TV on and dreams of living in the mountains. An amalgamation of maudlin memories combining archived personal audio journals, field recordings, solemn guitar pickings, loops and sounds. The things I saw yesterday seem like I laid eyes on them years ago. Confused if I was focused on a search for the sub-terrain of my substandard ideas or if it was merely my emotions being projected through these sounds.