Clayton Human is an enigmatic performer who creates dreamy textures, with influences from an array of folk and rock. A man who loves his guitar and vacant spaces. He seesaws between the genres, creating a canyon of echo folk and devotional ghost pop. This music doesn’t like shopping malls and banks, and has traces of well-considered misanthropy.
He is a non-believer, a gangster-gardener, a serenader of frustrations directed at little boxes, beer bellies, queuing and heart emoticons.