This is a record about places, and circumstances. Where you wish you weren’t and where you wish you were. Leaving home, coming home, staying home, missing home. Going somewhere, going nowhere, having nowhere to go, and wishing, somehow, you could find a perfect place, a perfect person, a perfect trip.

It started out in the late fall of the hell

This is a record about places, and circumstances. Where you wish you weren’t and where you wish you were. Leaving home, coming home, staying home, missing home. Going somewhere, going nowhere, having nowhere to go, and wishing, somehow, you could find a perfect place, a perfect person, a perfect trip.

It started out in the late fall of the hell year 2020 as a stripped-down acoustic album, but at some point I realized the last thing the world needs is another quarantine album—everyone had been stuck in that place too long already. So here's something I made instead, with the help of some talented, generous friends.

In memory of Rick Mason, 1954–2021