WYE OAK

You pour your heart into it. You dedicate hours, long nights, lingering years to it. You strive until your muscles and mind and emotions sear from the strain. And finally, when it’s in your grasp, and yet you still have to wrestle with it… well, then what?

For a musician as impassioned as Jenn Wasner, Wasner’s demons didn’t die. She has now, however, turned a corner in that regard, which she reflects on in the lyrics for their new album, the aptly titled