Moonbearer sounds exactly like what the title suggests: it is a maelstrom of heartbreak, beauty, and saudade. It is a night under the crestfallen streetlights where the only company allotted is scotch and heartbreak. It is a visit to that hell-hole of a heaven on earth that we call love. It's the sound of hearts scraping across the asphalt and onto guitars. It is a grave filled with torn love letters, poetry, and pills. It is everything that you should expect the weight of bearing that emotional giant to sound like. It is an empty alley with a grand view of the celestial. It is the caprice that follows a bullet to the heart.
Favorite track: Tomorrow Your Chest Cavity Will Be Alone.