You wouldn't be wrong to categorize North Carolina's Mount Moriah as "Country Rock," but might I suggest the term "Southern" be used instead. While the songs are often set in motion by electric guitars that lead down country roads, Mount Moriah garnishes their sound with a faithful declaration of spirit. Be it Heather McEntire's sorrowful psalms, the haunting organ on "Lament" or the weeping violin on "Old Gowns," theirs is a requiem with a palpable sense of place. It's the sound of a . . .
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