In December 1993, I was boarding a Southwest Airlines flight in SF bound for Cleveland. I remember seeing a striking fellow – unruly Irish hair – brightly, yet smartly sweatered, beret-topped, and expertly managing bomb-proof carry-ons. I was a single traveler, one of the herd, a throng of holiday travelers, weaving and snaking our way through the pre-911 security apparatus. I was lightly equipped, backpacker, vagus viatorem, dog-eared book in hand, cover out, in an audibly youthful display. The book, my bible, Ann Charters’ Portable Beat Reader, my guide to punk rock poetry.  With each turn, we would pass, eying each other. “What’s his deal?” I thought. Then he spoke,…

Atmospheric post rock with restraint and targeted volume dynamics. On Bloom, TSTT sustains tension that releases and grows throughout each track. The release of tension is in the form of beautiful chords supported by thick low notes and atmospheric guitar chords that hover in the air as the next chord presents itself.