Hotel Neon
Deprivation
“… I could hear everything, together with the hum of my hotel neon… I never felt sadder in my life…”
“… I could hear everything, together with the hum of my hotel neon… I never felt sadder in my life…”
“… the beginning of a personal journey searching the essential…”
“… as delicate as it is restless, the breadth of instrumentation and influences comes to life across the sonic space and printed page…”
“… when I start working on an album, I don’t stop until it is ready… it is the only thing I think about…”
“… forever retaining those short precious moments that seem to be held in the memories of our past…”
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