Virginia And The Flood
Virginia And The Flood has come from a combination of nerve clamp, dental rhinoceros and ear torture. A long voyage and a stubborn Tinder date planted a conviction where doubts had grown completely unseen; music could be recorded to be released, otherwise the gates of hell were waiting. A 3-year process was launched. A slow flowing sludge. As a result, the need to be born again grew; in the middle of it all a zebra saw the light of day. A move after 10 years in Stockholm to Gothenburg, gave Virginia and the zebra air to breathe again and the music can finally get going. Cutting, kind, beautiful, hard. Listen and cry.