The haunting, loving embrace of the fog-filled dew, the wonder of the Emerald Isle rising into the heavens in the distance. The car, its warmth, its finality, driving silently through; one less passenger than you arrived with inside. But you’re there. You’ve survived- bloodied, battered and bruised- but you, victorious, have survived. Such a scene, backdrop worthy of a generational film of the early 2000s, is precisely the Hollywood-like alternative rock passion brought forth