On his debut album, Lightning, Laith carries us across state lines from LA to Arizona, Colorado to Espanola, Houston to New Orleans, Utah on to the Pacific northwest, tracing the path back to his childhood home on the Texas Bayou. He burns along the asphalt until there's none left. And that's when Laith takes us beyond, on phantom track lines through the abstract geography of his mind. He flows seamlessly between railway signs and lost trains of thought, like a true American Surrealist.