Asylum Harbour

Tombstones In Their Eyes – a name that promises weight, and delivers. This is a band that’s been around for a decade now, their sound a rich blend of fuzzed-out psychedelia that feels as expansive as the universe itself. It began as a demo-swapping project between two childhood friends, John Treanor, based in LA, and James Cooper, tucked away in NYC. What started as a distant exchange of ideas soon blossomed into something much more tangible, pulling in musicians like Stephen Striegel on drums, Courtney Davies on vocals, Phil Cobb and Paul Boutin on guitars, and now with new additions Joel Wasko on bass and Clea Cullen joining on vocals.

Their latest record finds Treanor pulling himself away from the murk of the previous *Sea of Sorrow*—a record that was heavy with pain, numbness, and the kind of chaos that can only come from that dark, turbulent place inside the mind. But this one? There’s a shift. A subtle but steady departure from the gloom that defined their past, as if Treanor’s churning through the fog has started to clear. It's a kind of resolution, but not in a neat, final way. No, it’s more like reaching the crest of a wave and realizing the storm’s still out there, just a little less immediate now.

What Tombstones In Their Eyes have always done well – and continue to do – is channel something deeply personal into something much bigger. Their music has always been a way for Treanor to work through the anxiety and depression that gnaws at him. It’s not so much about standing front and center, shouting for attention, but more about speaking to the emotions without necessarily addressing them head-on. It's subliminal. And that’s the beauty of their music: it’s not just looking inward at the soul, it’s reaching out to the vastness of the universe. It’s a reflection of the internal and the external, a blend of the personal and the cosmic. Like the best psych rock, their songs stretch beyond themselves, pulling in all the vast unknowns of the world and folding them into something that feels unmistakably human.

It’s a subtle thing, this band – but don't mistake subtlety for weakness. Tombstones In Their Eyes make music that’s as expansive as it is deep, as much about the journey as it is about the destination. And with this latest album, they’ve found a way to cast their gaze upward, beyond the fog of sorrow, toward something just a little bit brighter.