Real Death

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Serving as the devastating opening track to an album entirely about grief, this song directly addresses the sudden passing of the artist's wife, Geneviève Castrée. The composition is starkly literal, eschewing poetic metaphor to confront the banal, agonizing realities of loss, such as receiving a package addressed to a deceased spouse. Recorded in the room where she died using her instruments, the track stands as one of the most raw, unflinching examinations of mortality in modern indie folk.