Marlo by Country Death

I lost a close friend. The last album I put up here was meant to be a message of comfort to anyone struggling.
This is not that.
Recently I traveled the country and it turns out everyone is still struggling.
Some more than others.
If you are struggling, then probably, you should listen to something else, or just go for a fucking walk.
I doubt these four songs will be that comforting to anyone, as they are not to me, and mostly I was just trying to make my ears ring.
My friend Marlo was singular and I feel too empty to say anything meaningful about anything, nor do these songs at all adequately memorialize them.
They deserve something beautiful but this is apparently all I have to offer to the world at the moment.

Country Death is an idiot savant that has been around for about a decade, give or take some years. He has played music in over 75 American cities, including Kenosha. These songs were recorded in studios and bedrooms, on computers and four tracks (some analogue, some digital), sometimes on drugs, sometimes sober. Thank you for listening.

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