unwalden by edison

a year of norns. a year of indoors. a year of indoor norns. one long song. a year of no studio, or doors. softcut, sweatpants, satan and no daycare. an ode to all things not thoreau. same day, same day, etc. beatboxes and shredding time. entertaining a 2 year old, and working full time. this is my ode to a small grey rectangle, that can transport, transform and twist. here’s to a year we missed.

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