Internal monologues. Intrusive thoughts. Nor’easter-swept summits. Crowd chatter at Trump rallies. Pipes clanging breakbeats behind dry wall. Journal entries screaming bloody murder in bonfires. We are sound-blind to the raw, desperate songs of real life. Casimir makes them audible again.

The Vermont-born artist’s influences range as wide as Lana and Lil Peep, Future and Phoebe Bridgers, Frank Ocean and Joanna Newsom, Bon Iver and the Beatles. Beyond genre, the songs conform only to feelings. Longing. Boredom. Joy. Rage. Wishing it were different. Knowing it won’t change. Primitive traditions of folk, philosophy, and fairy-tale-telling. Produced, unmistakably, in the present. 

Casimir began recording and releasing music in 2017, playing for the cobwebbed corners of the internet: Soundcloud playlists, GroupMe chats, Reddit threads. Lately, it has spilled out into the real world, becoming the haunting backing track for forgotten nights in Chapel Hill basement bars and KC cocktail lounges. But whether playing from headphones in a bedroom or speakers on stage, Casimir speaks to the same thing: the empty radiance of the modern moment.