Leona Naess is the antidote to our clamorous times. I’m not sure which clamorous times these are, I kinda wish more would come knocking on my door but I digress. I feel like I have heard this song before, it’s nice and safe and doesn’t deviate from that acoustic coffee shop songstress template. All arpeggios and softly whispered harmonies, it’ll be perfect for dictating Dawson’s mood amidst sunlit lakes of eternal summer should The Creek ever come back.
