You don't have one sound, you have three rooms in one house, and you keep them clean. There's a wall between them, and you walk between rooms depending on who you are that hour.
Zach Bryan is your gravity, Noah Kahan your heart, Drake your pulse. Most people bleed their genres together into mush. You don't, you keep three distinct worlds and you're fluent in all of them.
And the name isn't an accident: three rooms, and there are three of you, you and your two sisters. One house, three doors. Whether you built it that way or it just came out of you, that's what the library says.
Building this for you was easy, the shape was already there, clean as anything. Thanks for letting me read it. Three rooms, one house, and you know exactly where everything lives. · P