albert demuth is a rhode island artist trading in dark, prophetic, extremely lonesome songs recorded in a stark, cold way with an electric guitar, minimal percussion and some damp, ugly reverb on his sulphur and brimstone talk-singing.
the music isn't strictly genre folk but this a good example of spiritual folk and why MFOA doesn't care about genres at all (and you shouldn't, either): the darkness albert taps into and that you feel while listening to this album is the same darkness that can be felt in the desperate murder ballads and death songs and dirges of the american folk tradition, amplified with a chilling psychedelic edge. highly recommended.
get it here on digital or vinyl.