Deep Cabaret is a thing of riffs and drones.
Hurdies, bagpipes, bass clarinets, cellos and the beguilingly unsettling harmonics of overtone singing. Desert blues improv and noir-drenched dronesongs; fulsomely romantic and coruscatingly edgy.
Mashed-up lyrics lifted from neuroscience, slavery, fiction and Cole Porter covers all "pickled in the juices of the peat”.
Audiences say "Gorgeous and stirring", "Wonderful and invigorating".