Lying somewhere between sludgy stoner metal and expansive, yet acute rhythmic precision; it’s their ability to never stand on solid ground that elevates their caliginous mid-tempo tunes.
This album should expand True Widow's audience, despite the barely perceptible advance over Highest Heavens.
Full of gloom and doom True Widow slowly drags the songs like a funeral procession through a barren and etherial soundscape. As far as some of their other albums go this one blended together a bit more than their others. Even if it was a song just starting with a ride cymbal there was always something where when the song started you go "aww yeahhh." Circumambulation feels more like a long mystical journey where things become cyclical and repetitive like a mantra.