this one feels like stumbling on a diary entry someone meant to keep hidden. tender, dusty, and full of moments that hit harder than they should.

oaken lee is a new name to us – a tottenham-based artist weaving field recordings, folk guitar and lo-fi beats into something raw and quietly cinematic. the textures flicker between bedroom pop and backwoods nostalgia, with drum machines ticking like clockwork hearts and acoustic strums soaked in dusk.

his debut album home (is a folk-rock mixtape) plays like a stunning road movie on cassette. all long drives and half-remembered glimpses of towns. it’s gentle but unsparing, especially on tracks like one summer gone and standout banger ‘christopher street’ which unravel like old postcards from lives you never lived.

honest, handmade and a little haunted – we love it.

thank u for making this oaken lee🪻