Four fifths of Age of Woe (Martin is still stuck in the hell they call “the festive season”) have now entered a small cabin, in the middle of Bohuslän on the Swedish west coast. Thus, Age of Woe has temporarily shifted shape to become Age of Amish.
In this dwelling, surrounded by ancient rune stones and fjords, we shall spend the week before New Years writing and recording a pre production for our next release, as well as preparing for our appearance on the Scorched Tundra Festival on the 28th. Expect full coverage of our activities in this blog. Text, images and video clips will update you on our progress.
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