The new Toehider album is one song that lasts 47 minutes and 47 seconds.

It look me about 3 years to write and record it. It really came out great and it sounds like a sonic journey through the last 50 or so years of prog rock and metal.

Thematically it’s a comment on remembering. Where are our memories now? Do we even need to remember that much? Or are we trying to remember too much? Are we better off forgetting? Are these memories even mine? How?

The whole thing tells the story of a man, a woman, a huge bird, a dumb alien, and 2 boats that get modded to facilitate an outer-space confrontation.