Little Wings, aka Kyle Field, always seem to pop up in the strangest of place. I remember him passing my review desk a few times in different places, often on labels I’d never heard of (like Rad), though K is the main source. This expertly folded little tape is a gem much like a lot of the Wings’ recordings. Nothing at all fancy. Acoustic guitar, voice, and a world of possibilities is all Field brings to the table and all he needs to run it. His compositions drip of questionable tunings and pitch, so that will alienate some of you, yet it’s difficult to find music this pleasant and unassuming. It’s like, he really did write this song five minutes ago, know what I mean? Nothing like it. Do your thing, bro; don’t change.
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