History remembers some people, but typically just for one thing. In Kathleen Winter’s funny, new, and strikingly innovative novel, Lost in September, she turns this train of thought to a real life figure, James Wolfe.
This is beyond the level of technique usually present in local releases, and it comes from all corners of the band. It’s a myriad of tastes, of approaches, and of genres. For fans of heavy music, it’s definitely a worthwhile voyage.