Welcome to the world of Rose Droll's debut album, a record that defies all labels and mys[fies people trying to compare it to anything else. It challenges conven[ons, knocking you on your ass with some glitchy electronics here or a blown-out scream there when you least expect it. It's a cap[va[ng listen from the San Francisco-based ar[st, one that rewards mul[ple listens and a close reading of the lyric sheet. The album, self-recorded and self-produced in a duplex in LA's Highland Park and in a quiet cabin in Big Bear, is a collec[on of ten diverse tracks spanning the last three years. She played every instrument on the record, including guitar, piano, drums, bass, cello, and glockenspiel. Rose Droll's special one-of-a-kind record, one that refuses to be played in the background. From the jarring "ahhs" of "Outside Looking In" to the prolonged closing cello sounds on the [tle track, Your Dog will linger in your brain for days and weeks to come, giving you a rare glimpse into the life of one of the most stunning new talents around
