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Description
This track sounds like an inner monologue in a room with curtained windows: the guitar is silent, words get stuck in the throat, and anger turns into its own shadow. It contains both longing for ‘perfect nights’ that deceive again and again, and bitterness that hope always comes too late. The music seems to hold your hand in this strange space between rage and emptiness - where every ‘what could have been’ turns into a cry that dissolves into May.
Associated artist: Blood Orange
Mixing engineer, lyricist, composer, sound engineer, producer: Devonte' Hynes
Mastering engineer: Heba Kadri
Sound engineer: Alec Fellman
Mixing engineer: Mikael Blåspruce
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