Odyssey, Esoson & They Rise, We Die COME HANG OUT!
“I’m crammed into a tight practice space in the Belltown neighborhood of Seattle, at Prospect and Elliot, down by the railroad tracks. They Rise, We Die’s five members crowd the room, which is getting stuffier and sweatier the longer they jam. The walls are trembling from the force of their summoned sonic maelstrom. Even in a confined space, they sound massive—theirs is not a gentle aqueous ebb and flow, it's the sound of titanic tidal waves, roiling and crashing against craggy pacific coastlines. ”