”My previous album, Anthropocene, asks in the title track, “where will I go/ if I don’t want to be/ with idle hands awaiting catastrophe/ here in the Anthropocene.” The Greener Pasture offers a somewhat defeated answer to that question in its own title track: “The greener pasture is also fenced in/ the wider trough has an asterisk/ rotate the herd every few days/ or is it every few years/ we got their tags on our ears/ standing in shit crying bovine tears.”

When I received my advance for a second Western Vinyl album, no other theme called me as much as an examination of phone use. I invested in equipment to record myself instead of studio time so that I could come closer to mastering the craft to which I’ve dedicated myself and simultaneously to capture and store as much value as possible from the advance, given the scarcity of revenue in my musical efforts. In the process I dove deeper into isolation and into my phone in a cabin in the woods, which had been made available on very friendly terms.” – Peter Oren