Dear Listener,

It is said that "the mountains and plains and forests of Canada paint a profound picture"
I would color it a boundless beauty, shade it a complicated freedom

(Couldn't one stand in the center of such bigness and feel imprisoned by the vastness?)

I've often believed that the geography of a place somehow insists it's way into an artist's work
Gladly this is the case with this album, Orphan Horse

True as his birth in Crystal City, Manitoba
these wonderful recordings are open, sparse, and honest
real as the ground we walk on
Music that feels as natural as the earth that
shakes, spins, and cradles us

Wearing his emotions on his sleeve,
Epp sings us a magnetic collection of songs
about lovers, lonely mothers, and missed rendezvous'
about the wide open plain, the call of endless beaches
Of the looming thugs and prostitutes of sad towns
and cities with no exit (Junction City)

He sings about faith and rejection, injustice and love
about the people who give up, the people who hold on

The songs a