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Jamie Hall was staring out the window, letting his mind wander, when a phrase landed in his imagination: “Nets to Catch the Wind.” It was fleeting, almost accidental, but it resonated. It sounded expansive, cinematic, and full of possibility. It sounded like Tigercub. “The Perfume of Decay was our midnight confession,” Hall reflects. “A gothic, heavy-metal record steeped in anxiety and noise. Nets To Catch The Wind is the dawn that follows, the white-light record set in the space between dreaming and waking. We built whole worlds out of darkness, and this record is about learning to live in the light even when you know it will not last.”