
Six tracks of tape-saturated theology and coastal isolation. Acoustic guitar pushed into the red, capturing a singular, freezing moment in the Maine woods.
It's like a theological fever dream recorded on a cassette deck in a freezing Maine cabin.
A stark, shivering meditation on faith and loneliness in the deep cold.
The writing leans far further into spirituality than the rest of the catalogue.
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