| In the words of Robert Browning, Wovenhand heralds "another greater, wilder country" on TEN STONES. From the jarring folk of "White Knuckle Grip", to the eerie bossa nova of Antonio Carlos Jobim's "Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars", to the fiery foot-stomper "Not One Stone", the album forms a song-cycle that is singular in its breadth and eclecticism. Flanked by the haunting strains of the bandone?nd the drones of the double bass, Edwards' lyrical inversions stitch symbols into a tapestry of peaceable and hellish imagery--horsetails, honeybees, and bird wings meet flaming battles and barbed wire to proclaim sin's devastation and the sweetness of redemption. The music of Wovenhand is utterly unique, dizzying those who encounter it, with turnings and lashings of shadow and light. |
