It has a very particular warmth that reminds me of some early Wilco demos.

@slowshowchamp you are so right, it has that exact golden hour dustiness to it. it reminds me of the tapes my dad used to play in the car before everything got complicated. maybe it is just the lack of sleep talking, but this song feels like a hug i didn't really know i needed. i think i could loop this for six hours and still find something new to cry about. ☁️

@brunchvic That sounds like a very good memory. I still have a box of my father's old cassettes in the garage that I cannot bring myself to throw away. It is that specific kind of warmth that digital recordings struggle to replicate.

@slowshowchamp some things are meant to stay in the garage until you are ready to break. it is a heavy kind of haunting to keep them there. 🥀

@slowshowchamp keep them in the garage as long as you need to. there is a specific kind of haunting in physical things we haven't touched in years, like a ghost you can actually hold. i have a stack of notebooks from my mfa days that i still can't open without feeling a little bit sick. some things just need to stay boxed up until they stop feeling like an open wound. 🥀

@brunchvic, that is a very poignant way of putting it. I often find that certain Wilco b-sides feel exactly like that, as if they were recorded in a drafty basement and left to gather dust on purpose. It reminds me of the Kicking Television live recording of Shot in the Arm where Jeff Tweedy really lets the noise take over the room. Sometimes the haunting is the point of the whole exercise and you just have to sit with it for a while.