Sometimes at night, when mark william lewis is feeling overwhelmed, he visits the banks of the Thames River and skips rocks across its surface. “Each stone,” he says, “is another thought sent spinning into the water.” It’s a potent ritual, one you can almost hear in the songwriter’s opaque, introspective guitar ballads. In a dusky baritone, he offers meditations on heartbreak, connection, and the heavy burden of living. Half-thoughts and fractured images flit through his delicate songs; elusive truths flash out for a moment, then disappear into the black.
On his self-titled new album — the first non-film-related release on tastemaking movie studio A24’s music imprint — he largely continues in this mode. The record’s 12 tracks are…

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