Milkweed twist fragments of memory and myth into lo-fi folk songs, grinding tradition through experimental productions simultaneously evocative of uncanny age and contemporary sharpness. Working from a setup of detuned guitars, salvaged tape decks and deliberately crippled softsynths, the duo build broken heirloom melodies patchworked from half-forgotten nursery rhymes and rhythms traced from communal dances, blurred into one trembling luminous thread.