April 30, 2024 1 min read

This mix is called Love Letter. These sounds have flowed with Gay Felony through endless affection over the past three months: in and out of security, romance, trust in self, trust in Love; emotional oscillations, moments of ecstatic faith and the contrary; yet alas, this must be a curation of hope. Something to archive as a moment of belief and joyous risk-taking, to place in a keepsake box as a fact of a feeling. Love Letters will stay true as they are stored, as much as we are surrounded by them. 

Listen to the full mixHERE.