These six cuts—five doleful reinterpretations and one self-penned pastoral love song—are the last of Linda Bruner’s known recordings. This aching set of missives “to a friend” took place in the back of Nielsen’s Music Store of Rockford, Illinois, and was captured by a modest portable half-track borrowed from A.L.S. Studios. Unrehearsed and raw, Linda chose songs she knew and felt deeply, allowing Pisces’ guitarist Jim Krein to fill acres of space between the lyrics with his acoustic guitar. The heavy, almost desperate tone of these readings suits the Linda Bruner that her classmates and friends at Harlem High School recall. A poor kid from the depressed Loves Park suburb, Bruner was a girl who barely escaped from a tract housing development as rudimentary as her own vocal style. This impromptu tracking must’ve occurred between Bruner's studio work with Pisces—Krein and Paul DiVenti’s Rockford psych-rock outfit—and the release of her haunting “Sam” b/w “Oh Lord” 45 on the local Vincent imprint. The label's mishandling of her recorded debut left Bruner disillusioned enough to abandon most of her musical ambitions, so it's hard to call any of these morose renditions anything more than a fleeting moment of creativity. Bruner's pained delivery drags any shred of pop sensibility out of each future classic, infusing every chorus with new, darker vitality. She sounds comforted only by love's sheltering embrace on her lone untitled and original ballad. This neglected lover’s note caught our eye by chance, the blue spine of its box crying out from a disheveled clutch of Pisces outtake reels. We've chosen to preserve the tape's intimacies, allowing it to roll through its imperfections, bits of banter, and hiss. Even Krein’s benevolent voice can be heard, as it coaxes Linda’s pleadings along. If her disconsolate pop recreations reveal a tormented songbird soaring toward the edge of despair, it’s only affirmation of what little we know for sure about Linda Bruner, now long lost.