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Wake up to … American Analog Set

Beautiful, utter beautiful song. The sound of the living room when you were a kid and you had no one to talk with while the adults relished their minutiae and social rituals. The pile of gifts that weren’t meant to you and you imagined what could be inside. The relatives who you saw one or two times in your life and you hear about them again when they pass away.

Enjoy.This one is for Aunty Judith. Godspeed.

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