In the artist's words:

Melancholy, pub romance, pain, one/two too many beers and then landing just about on your feet again. Somewhere between Phoebe Bridgers meets Bon Iver - James Bay with a grunge aesthetic. Somewhere between coming to terms with your own blows of fate and destroying everything and starting directly with yourself. Direct, personal, political, from your own bedroom to the stage. Sometimes alone, just with a guitar, sometimes with a band, but always unadulteratedly direct.

- MAX MOODY -