If there is an artist bio more hopelessly, beautifully melancholic than “I’m not writing the same song over and over so much as writing one long continuous song that will end when I die”, I am yet to read it. Taken from their new LP Their Invisible Hands which lands today, Dead Tree March fully embodies the threads of sorrow and despair which run through the album, with Engel’s mournful strings brought to the fore against a backbone of funereal percussion.
Photo credit: Ilyse Krivel
The Predatory Wasp 