Excerpt from the review:
"As I lie in the grass, eyes closed, I am drifting away. Maximal drones explode, but the heaviness is ghostlike and Thomas’s voice a spiritual siren call. The deep bass is exorcising, physical. Burdens lift and fade into nothingness as Thomas sings the song of all times, sending reverberations through time and space. “Florida Water Lake” is stunning, magical."
On Pith of Crepuscule:
"“Pith of Crepuscule” is the place to go once troubles have been shed and the load feels weightless. A slow build of gentle piano and glittering synths are a backdrop for Thomas’s heavenly, layered vocals. Saturated with an uplifting earnestness, his words raise everyone skyward. Electronics go from a flicker to a flutter while the piano slows down and Thomas’s doubled voice builds in strength before, after a pause and a sigh, “Pith of Crepuscule” explodes out of the banks. Backed by Ben Sloan’s progressive groove, Thomas sings, “This song isn’t pitiful it is purely dialectic,” and we go on and on. Florida Water Lake is everything."
Thank you thank you THANK YOU Brad Rose!