Bolivia comes out of the great canadiana epicenter of Mount Allison University. The Sackville based pentad recently released their self titled EP, however dating these hymns seems impossible. The ageless harmonies echo old Appalachian hymns sung over fields of wet gunpowder, mourning a temporal season, feeding the earth. Capturing these hymns is surely a gift, one shared with some joyful egalitarian whim, of which I am sure, or at least hope, becomes rooted deep in the happiness of all who hear. I hope come semesters end they’ll be bringing their airy hymns to the west, ’till then ship 5$ here.