Since releasing her first crappy album, "Sugar Pills For Hypochondriacs", in 2011, Gardening Angel spent a summer living in a garage in order to pursue a more authentic grunge sound (and she was broke). She honed her vocal projection abilities by practicing the age-old art of busking (and she was broke). She is currently typing up this bio and figuring out how to stop being broke.
Everything that isn't here is on BandCamp, except for the stuff that isn't, which is on SoundCloud, or Youtube. If reading this has peaked your interest for more prose you're welcome to sign up for the monthly newsletter by writing to: email@example.com.
So, please, make yourself at home, feel free to explore all of the things and hopefully you find something that reminds you how very special you are... because you are very special.
Welcome to the garden!