Falling asleep in church is frowned upon, which is ridiculous. There's no other place in the world where you're supposed to remain conscious while surrounded by air conditioning, droning organ, and frankincense. As if to say, “Go ahead, sweet dreams, it's crazy that you're expected to spend your Sunday like this,” Tim Hecker's “Black Refraction,” directed by Sabrina Ratté, makes the act of nodding off during mass into a series of gorgeous swirls. It's almost worth the eternal damnation that forsaking the word of God will buy you.
Virgins is out October 14th via Kranky/Paper Bag. It's sitting on my desk. Why haven't I listened to it yet?