true love never did run, it stood its ground. it fought. it tried to hold on, but in the end? there were bitter tears, and loveliness all rolled into one. for romance is the glamour that turns the days dust into shimmering golden haze. dreamy night owls and deep end lovers-this ones for you: stb crafts more shapely analogue tones in this four-track soliloquy to the night from label head francesco belfiore and rome-based upstart alex tea.