mkbBack when I was on the road all the time for work, Isis was my catharsis. After holding my shit together all week, each Thursday night I’d plunk my ass down in an airplane seat, don my headphones, crank up Celestial or Panopticon, and start to reclaim myself.
“Post-metal” sounds so pretentious, but I don’t know how else to describe Isis. I guess they’re doomy too.
