This album gurns and churns with the dense, atmospheric power of an angel wrestling the forces of hell.
Wolfe's voice is an ethereal swirl, but it can cut like a blade. Her guitar, meanwhile, is a reaper's scythe, and with it, she flails like a Balrog summoned deep and raging from the bowels of Middle Earth.
It's an album of dreams and nightmares, a sludge-gaze torrent of painful questions hurled into the void.
A brave, bold and empowering listen. Michael Mueller
Raw emotion atop stunning musicianship, melody and heartbreaking addictive lyrics drawing us into an unexpected realm of RJ. Depth of intensity on a par with the ever amazing In my Head no one can Hear me Scream. Diamond track. Whole album stuns, thrills. Each song tells a different but entire story sometimes almost colliding then embracing sound and emotion perfectly which then awakens, excites and draws us in ever deeper. Astounding album. Again. You never disappoint and keep surprising gyrogyro