As RC, they perform avant-garde hymns; weaving tales of the occult, heartache, loss, the end of the world, and war.
While travelling back and forth across the country, they have picked up influences from industrial EBM, folk, Haitian Kompa, and the Appalachia from the over 100 shows nationwide.
A poem regarding the artist:
There once was a girl who washed up from the sea
She had seashells and ochre in her hair
She found herself in a city where the land threatened to swallow her whole
Rain never fell from the sky and she grew thirsty
When they found her she claimed Neptune as her home
Where shadows ebbed and flowed with the winds that rang from her people’s cries
Where tears stayed frozen at her canthi
Where she drank the milk of Nereid
And Galatea struck the sky white as semen
I've much work to do.