An opening gambit of achingly sorrowful questions: Did it go on too long? Is the heat gone? Should you find out, there is no peace? Brace yourself people, this is no happy tune (whatever happened to D:Ream anyway?).
The raw emotion of Hypolight, the latest release from Mt. Wolf, is barely contained by layer upon layer of precisely constructed beats, mournfully torpid loops and all directed by death’s own six-string folk guitar.
This is not a pick-me-up and the mid song hand in the air admittance / apology / plea for forgiveness I was wrong is darker than you’d expect from a band touted as champions of ‘Dreamfolk’ (I know, I know… the music gods who surely govern the usage of music genres must be preparing fireballs of wrath for that one).
However, Mt. Wolf can’t help having a rich, almost warm, appeal. Now, admittedly it’s more warm like a recently deceased corpse than a pleasant summers eve, but all the same you can’t help but be captivated by Kate Sproule’s voice set amongst a sort of electronically inspired 22nd Century reworking of Turner landscape England.
Hypolight is the first single from the EP of the same name by Mt. Wolf. Buy the stunning previous release Life Size Ghosts on Amazon