this is where facts are faced, the battle is being lost.

Listening to this with headphones on gave me a feeling I couldn’t describe…

sounds like the end of a vintage movie. I hope this plays when I'm dying

The Caretaker conjures a quieter, more introspective spirit, lost in his own mind amidst a low-lit labyrinth of ever-decaying and antediluvian shellac phrases. Sourced from a mysterious collection of 78s, these vague snippets of archaic sonics reflect the ability of Alzheimers patients to recall the songs of their past, and with them recollections of places, people, moods and sensations.

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Waltuh...

Waltuh...

mdmazing

north

copped📼🌀/🌌

MrUnblue

Mr. Sun

audrey 🌾

roman

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