
“What else can be said / I wish that I were dead”—a lyric typical of, yet not exclusive to Toman’s depressive mythos. When added to the crepuscular, ethereal folk style and private nature in which its stories are spun, Make ‘em Scream creates a narrow keyhole into a sullen slice of life that’s not yours, yet is. Listening to these songs is a lot like seeing a movie of yourself at your most sullen, like reality TV—but a horrific distortion where you’re watching yourself consider the noose in your closet. Toman welcomes you into his life and his mind while holding a carnival mirror up to yours. The reflection may not be pretty, but it’s difficult to look away. Enjoy!
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