Hozier's voice rose goosebumps on my arms. His lyrics sent shivers down my spine. I leaned into this feeling or mood and found other songs that fit this aesthetic I was building.
While searching for a description and a title for the playlist, different words came to mind. Deep and dark. Weird and low. Raspy and heavenly.
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