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IF DARKNESS EVER HAD A NAME THIS IS IT . . .

     

ALLOW YOURSELF TO PICTURE IF YOU WILL A WORLD THAT ONLY SEEMS POSSIBLE SOMEWHERE IN A REM STATE OF SLEEP BETWEEN A NIGHTMARE AND A FORGOTTEN SMALL TOWN. A WORLD FULL OF GHASTLY IMAGES OF GHOSTLY AFFAIRS, BIBLICAL PARABLES, RELIGIOUS PROPHECY, ENCOUNTERS WITH JESUS, SATAN, EYELESS CHILDREN AND MURDER THAT WILL SEND SHIVERS DOWN EVEN THE MOST DESENSITIZED INDIVIDUALS SPINE. THIS HAUNTINGLY UNEASY AMBIENCE IS LED BY LONESOME WYATT (OF THOSE POOR B_ST_RDS) AND THE HOLY SPOOKS, WHICH SOUNDS LIKE EARLIER FOLK / PREACHER AND A BAND WITH A GOTHIC TINGE THAT IS REMINISCENT TO A FORGOTTEN CHURCH FOUND IN THE SOUTH THAT BORDERLINES HEAVEN AND H_LL. AUDIENCES WILL FIND THEMSELVES FEELING A SENSE OF A DARK NOSTALGIA AS THEY TRAVEL ALONG CAPTIVE TO LONESOME WYATT'S TALES OF DISPAIR AND THE MACABRE IN THIS ONE OF A KIND MASTERPIECE.