Despite having 14 tracks this work is best considered as one lengthy piece. The music is beautiful, pastoral and mournful; it’s expressed through delicate guitar playing and backed up by Steven Stapleton’s womb-like sounds and some female spoken word. David Tibet is a modern day Neo-folk troubadour and on this album he proves that lyric poetry is far from dead. His delivery isn’t just in words but in sounds and pitch. The lyrics are dark and insightful and will take many listens before you appreciate the real weight of their splendour. The repetition may bore some people but personally I adore it's flowing nature, it's like a stream of consciousness kicking into life inside my head.
5 bloody and bruised in a field of stars out of 5