Finally, after what feels like a decade, I’m back in my little bedroom. Fall air is cutting in from the open window, yellow light hums out of my favorite lamp that my roommate fixed. My life has been changing a lot recently. I’m tired, but grateful. And I have the perfect soundtrack to my return to writing.
Falcon Jane has the mellow, stoned sound and blunt lyrics I adore. Lie down near an open window, grab your depressant of choice, and drink in the fall with me.