Genre: Indie, Folk
Light in its darkness, claustrophobic in its panorama, distant in its intimacy, present in its time-lessness; WIT'S END should be given one's full and undivided attention. With sounds that conjure the colours purple and black, this is his darkest record to date. It seems Cass is going deeper into the mania of a man buried alive inside his self-made Cata-combs, banging the stone walls, crying to be let out, and enjoying the quiet away from the out-side world. However, he is not a man afraid of his own shadow, for in this environment of complete dark-ness, no shadows can be cast. This is a world of total Feeling. Here, words become a catalyst away from the slavery of arbitrary Thought and toward Feeling.