ALbum out in prerelease so I can get feedback.

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https://masonandrew.bandcamp.com/album/sewn-among-thorns-heavy-groovy-nasty-2

 

 

all constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated.

The album is a concept album set in a dimension of reality where I never had a breakdown and was in a successful band. Kind of an anti-Sgt Peppers-lonly hearts club band.

I sold my retro game collection so I could afford the software and equipment to record it.

I have working on it pretty consistently for two years.

Changed the whole Way I recorded music and played guitar to give it a unique voice.

I have a fondness for it even if it is rough around the edges.

what I am curious about is if the rough edges are a distraction from it's merits I guess.

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