From the opening track they set out their stall for the rest of the record, with a repetitive stoner-esque riff driving through the entire song while vocalist James Cox moans mournfully over the top. There is nothing wrong intrinsically with this, but after two tracks, the formula is already beginning to wear thin.
There are some interesting diversions like the Morrissey-influenced crooning on Empyrean or the mystic lyrics of First Light // False Face, but by the time you are at the end of the album it really feels a lot longer than it’s 45 minute run time.
The problem is, it is without the interesting diversions of other bands in the scene. This really is a little boring, and even after several listens through, there is very little that sticks, and you’re left trying to remember what you’ve listened to.