A parhelion is a false sun, light bent through ice until it doubles. The name fixed itself to the band the first night they played a room with no stage and no ceiling lights, only what the winter carried in through the windows.

Long-form compositions that resolve slowly. Odd time signatures used for weight rather than display, guitar tone kept wide and unhurried, and vocals layered as one instrument among several rather than above them.

The show is built around light and haze. Silhouette over spectacle, no video wall, no backing track. Five people, a room, and whatever the night decides.