Single
Voicemail
1 track 2m 49s
This is a voice note my mom left me when I was job-hunting in the early summer of 2025, after I had texted her a long paragraph update of how it had been going. She always spoke in such a melodic way that I didn't have to edit the sample to make it line up to a rhythm. About 2 months later she was unexpectedly hospitalized and passed a few months after that. When I listen to this track, it feels like I'm still connected to her, and I love the mix of good advice and absurdity of her suggestions (Steve Jobs, black rollneck polo, that's smart, no one can argue with that). I still haven't cut my hair.