Benjamin Wetherill and the Trumpets of Death

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"Benjamin Wetherill, playing with the Trumpets of Death, steps right out of the ordinary immediately, treading a fine line between madness and marvel. His tremoringly intense persona is drowned beneath drones, scattered rhythms and quite inhumane saxophone playing, and takes persistence to follow. Constantly sinister, crawling and depraved jazz harmony. Wetherill pummels his chromatic freak folk with real meaning, and baffling energy." - The Skinny
"...gentle, unnerving stabs of magical, traditional folk" - Plan B
"Stunningly beautiful tunes, with a haunting timelessness" - Subba-cultcha
"...a thing of delicate and exquisite beauty" - The Daily Growl