Words by William

Oddnesse excavates an eerie, haunting sound that’s perfect for this rainy fall day we’re having. I’m mourning my loss of a chance to skate and enjoy the cool. The curtain is half drawn, the light is creeping in, and my lavender candle is filling up the apartment.

They remind me of the cranberries. And they make my gin taste a little better as I wait for just a minute of dry pavement.

Hear it below:

Wm