After far, far too long, the prodigal son of prestige, Mr. Nathan Roche, has returned with a fan-fucking-tastic taster of his upcoming third (and allegedly last) album, “Cathedreal Made Outta Green Cards”.
If you’re feeling down, and you don’t know why, let Roche’s slow, sultry tones tell you why. You might not be able to mouth your own inner fears, and that’s why you’ve got the former man from Marf Loth and Camperdown and out to do it for you.
Via chain-clinking drum beats and depressed guitar jangle, Nathan will teach you the way of the neverending phantom blues. And whilst these blues might stretch on for an undetermined, and possibly infinite, period of time, Roche has the ability to make them all the more catchy, and ironically, enjoyable.