Review

Holter tactfully re-works older, already thoughtful songs, into even more considered tunes

It’s instant hit after instant hit after instant hit

Another excellent entry in her catalogue of searingly distressing, and physically exhausting, noise

While Dylan fans surely miss his original tunes, this honest, affecting tribute to a bygone era of music is a treat in itself

Is it possible to write a mainstream technical metal concept album about cursed men wandering in deserts? The jury’s out on that one

Sometimes things just end