"So what the world is crowded, at least we're not alone."

When The Fugitives realized how many of their new songs were about travel, they tried to stop. Hard. They made a list and put it on the studio wall—nothing about missing family, smelly vans, empty motel rooms, gas stations, the flatness of Saskatchewan, or windshields as a metaphor for freedom. The result is an anti-road-album road album — songs not about the clichés of touring, but about the strange way music has of making space and time feel collective.

To reflect that, the album was recorded partly at Monarch Studios with JUNO nominated producer Tom Dobrzanski (The Zolas), and partly live off the floor as a quartet, capturing performances in single takes. Now in their 20th year as a band, their seventh album finds The Fugitives giving up on optimizing for algorithms, and doubling down on harmony, songs, and the long practice of being a group of people who keep choosing to make things together.