The present of music and its surroundings

Brotherhood Ep

Dawn rises over the métropolitaine freeway. The air is cold. Frost climbs the windows. Sometime soon, you're certain, the road will ascend to the skies. And what sounds embrace, but those of dark birds with emerald voices. Heavy clouds clap a low beat. Solar Year. David Ertel and Ben Borden drive on, mics out and eyes closed. A promethean sound.