Cape Heartache from Imaginary Authors goes deep into the wilderness as Autumn rises and vegetation is just slowly starting to recede. And though they blend various barks and such, there is a certain red fruit at its pulse point. It’s on the small side and usually quite juicy, can you guess, imagine? This is a fable spoken through the olfactory nerve, and if you press play there is a whole lot more I have to say about it.
Rating (Toxic 2 Intoxicating): 76%