Rooted in love and childhood memoir, Rarely Do I Dream is a triumph of American gothic imagination _ where storybook innocence dissolves into a radioactive billow of teenage drifters, drug-addled hustlers, and old-world folklore. Drifting between propulsive electronica and hallucinatory rock songs, Powers' singular voice always glows front and center as the neon road sign pointing home. "The more I rewind the tapes of my life, the more I can hear the voice of my soul," Powers says. "This isn't nostalgia. Life's much more messy than that. It's a dedication to all the parts of who I was, who I am, and who I'm going to be."