This album is pure magic, just like everything Swartadauþuz touches. It captures everything I love about his approach - the atmosphere, the guitars, the beauty, although, the melancholy is elevated here, which is something I prefer… everything feels perfectly woven together. Swartadauþuz could be casually riffing in a basement and I’d still be completely transfixed. That’s how powerful his art is. Few artists capture such haunting beauty through desolation the way he does.