Our first release by A.P. Swearengin is a meditation on home. It is not a structure, a building filled with things that come to be of little worth compared to the memory. The memory is irrevocable. It is constant. This is a strange thing to say. We speak so much of age pulling away our memories, slowly and concertedly, but With/Without has the feeling of something lost, returning thickly as a drunken tongue. A voice or a sound - they are telling you, again and again, things you had forgotten. They are photographs left to age and dust or old joys lost to maturity. The music surges vibrantly with home and safety in such a melancholy way as to make it seem so distant, a thing past whatever now exists. What is left looks so small in comparison to the surrounding dark. But it’s there, and despite years of neglect, the memories Swearengin reminds us of remain a beacon.