Imagine a creepy old haunted house at midnight not haunted by ghosts, but by slow-moving undead zombie rats wearing tuxedos, mindlessly wandering around forever in gloom. Bereavement is what the rats are feeling. Gothic but not scary, their music imparts a deep feeling of sorrow and loss of something beautiful. As the set progressed, the rats started getting angry and exhibiting their warning threats if you dare to get too close. As deep and dark as the music is, it's strangely relaxing and liberating if you just go with it. I could spend a very long time in that place.
Wally Amos