Crafted in the heart of an old parlor room off 6th Ave., and romanticized by a red piano and the plucking of raindrops on the shutters. The phonic and grainy feel of the tune “Old Morass” bleeds with a resonance of reform and carries the listener to a more comfortable, simpler state of being.
Recorded in that room, and at that time, this song is ingenious and speaks to the brevity of the artists who composed it. There is a subtle nod to freedom in the creative process and the warmth is carried over as a song with hopefulness in its core.
