Lights dim, smoke and green lighting obscure the stage as a haunting, droning tone fills the room. The stage is adorned with limbs smothered by Spanish Moss, and Ethel Cain steps behind a cross pulpit, seemingly preparing to preach to The Bomb Factory congregation on Sunday, Aug. 24.
Walking into the venue, there’s a distinct look that separates the everyday Deep Ellum patrons and the attendees of the Ethel Cain show. The first giveaway is the outfits composed of some combination of white lace, camo print, cowboy boots and a flowing skirt or dress. Rather than feeling like an attempt at a makeshift fashion show, though, the outfits feel like personal expressions that fit within the ethos of Cain. The second hint that something big was happening in Deep Ellum last night was the queue t