I keep the television on for company

An absolute weapon of raw art-rock intimacy and structural deceleration. Stripped of polished commercial pop formulas, this slow-build masterpiece converts personal isolation into a blunt musical weapon, shifting a vulnerable Essex tenor naturally from conversational near-spoken verses into a strained emotional chorus. The cold open instantly hooks you within the first seconds with a tremolo-affected guitar feedback drone pattern-interrupt gesture. Built on loose, human, tom-heavy drums with lived-in swing, a prominent melodic bass grid, and warm piano chords under a recurring two-syllable "Still here" chorus anchor, the arrangement avoids predictable symmetry. At the bridge, it triggers a hidden structural displacement-subtly dropping the heavy pocket into an unannounced bare piano and voice silence gap to inject a natural memory glitch before a final drone cutoff.