In the organizer's words:

From the first line on Jana Horn's eponymous third album, "nothing prepares you for this, or is a cure," the tone is set for a record that is enunciated as it is open. Akin to the desert landscape where it was recorded-Sonic Ranch, in west Texas-the work's dry production and use of silence, ringing guitar and discordant flute, has a vitality calling back to early Cat Power/Moon Pix.

Written during a disorienting first year in New York, the album captures a period of upheaval and re-formation. Songs emerge like field notes from a life in motion - city fragments, desert clarity, letters between friends, glimpses of renewal. What remains is a voice that cuts through the noise by refusing it, shaping a world from silence, detail, and the unguarded moment.