A cloaked Sony druid presents me with a plastic chalice filled with a ritual elixir named Poland Spring Natural Spring Water. I pretend I’m in an ancient mystical listening chamber a half mile below the Earth’s surface. The session takes place in a sleek, modern, dimly lit conference room complete with a state of the art sound system. The looming cloud of depression followed me through the month of August. A brief bargaining stage where I entertained the idea that they wouldn’t release a new album or the back catalog to streaming sites. Anger that a new record would pierce the womb-like nostalgia bubble I had been in the last 13 years. Flat out denial about the album even existing. The announcement of Fear Inoculum kicked off a grief process. I doubted my emotional preparedness to hear my favorite band compose music for the first time in more than a decade.
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