With a pop infused folk sound, Turfseer transports the listener into a not-so-distant world that parallels our present time. With turn of the century wild west imagery and metaphors, Turfseer delivers a bold allegorical message, a parable, over driving drums, alternating toms, a haunting harmonica and electrifying guitar solo. Featuring eight strong verses, the “Virus” chronicles how an old western town is swept into slavery by a mysterious contagion, “discovered” by dubious scientific, medical and local governmental authorities, and claimed as truth. Like all good protest songs (reminiscent of Bob Dylan), Turfseer’s ‘The Virus Is My God’ takes on a relevant-to-today, apostate, minority position, which echoes the lamentations of the prophets of old and Biblical tales of underdogs taking on the powerful, akin to David & Goliath. He brilliantly makes his case musically while simultaneously weaving in intricate story telling. ‘The Virus Is My God’ is an artist’s valid, heartfelt plea, to right the wrongs of today’s world as he sees it.