Dead Body Collection's "This Is My Home" marks a tremendous leap forward in the potential of HNW as a means of purely emotional expression. Across these two discs, Alex weaves a blistering tapestry of mosaic sorrows, regrets, and claustrophobic nostalgiah, a poisoned requiem for a life that once was and the weight of the myriad failures accompanying it. I have not heard another artist working in this genre so capable of summoning up such an array of bitter and melancholy feelings-there is a power in this record that defies categorization and reaches far beyond the confines of HNW's traditional definition. Immersing yourself in this record is to make yourself vulnerable to recollections of your own failures and regrets, an evocation of sadness and fatigue that infects and lifts the spirit simultaneously. This is a work utterly unlike any you have heard before, a master study in tearing down artistic confines and producing art that is both intensely, severely personal and instantly and terrifyingly relateable. This is a map of the caverns of the heart.