4 years of tinkering. 2 moves. Many nights walking home in the rain. Re-recording vocals over... and over... and over. 1 major sinus surgery. Several rounds of buying gear, selling it all, and starting over. Countless moments of doubt that this would ever happen.
We Enter the Dark Room, Alone is a record about death; but not just in the literal sense. And not just in the morbid sense. Some deaths are wonderful. All deaths are inevitable.