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Ingrid Sohl

Was going to be a concert pianist until a hand injury made her a songwriter

  • Vienna, Austria
  • neoclassical pop
  • german accent
56 tracks
vex, on NIEMAND HAT ES IHR ANGEBOTEN

Ingrid Sohl, right. What that shit thinks it's about: how much you missed out on. What it's actually about: a fucking receipt, framed on the wall. She has four decades to build that sentence. Then she just gives it away on a Tuesday. Goddamn.