SAM SPECTOR

Inky Fingers, Swollen Hearts is my anti-love letter.

 

when i first wrote the songs, they hit so close to home that i could scarcely play through them without breaking down. my mission in recording them was to retain that same rawness and authenticity, even at the expense of “perfection.” to do anything else would be to lie.

 

so, without further ado, i invite you to view a fragment of my mind and of my heart. thank you for sharing this with me, and for your support.

 

yours, 

sam spector