This Canadian project is the soundtrack to a surreal slow-motion nightmare. If David Lynch felt compelled to remake "The Wicker Man," the results might sound similar. Hold cold and dark, yet occupying the more desolate side of neo-folk, Dead Can Dance often toys with. "Once A Ghost" finds the celebratory folk croon of the vocals against a wavelength of more dissonant noise to create an odd juxtaposition of organic and cinematic sprawl.
The guitars oddly sit in a more shoegaze-like place for "Through the Waterfall" while the vocals are much mroe forward in the mix to create an odd experimental feel, intentional or not. "Let it Flow" is more straightforward folk to set the stage for the more unsettling ache of "At the Moment of the Mid-nights Dividing". It carries an expansive post-rock sense of sonics. Six and a half minutes into this, it switches to a lighter folk croon, though even in her most hopeful pleas to nature, there is a longing that haunts you.
The electronic sounds grow more abrasive by the time the album winds around to "Mingled and One."This ebbs off into the more ambient folk side of what this project does. "Cthonic Heart" finds the vocal melody more flowing to compensate for the static drone of the guitar behind it. It's during moments like this when it feels a little like weird post-rock karaoke. "Broken By Fate" feels more like a droning portrait of abstract sounds. I will give this album a 9, it's unique even when lingering in the smell of its own atmosphere.
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