Religioon õhtumaises kultuuris
eerily in the monumental quiet of the cathedral's soaring spaces. The wolves raise their
voices in raw howls of sheer animal power, then let them soften to haunting, melancholy
cries. [With Winter's moody soprano sax in call and response fashion, the effect is] to lift
listeners out of their everyday lives, and into another world. And as the wolf serenade reaches
its emotional crescendo, that's exactly what is happening to Bill. [...] He feels deeply,
serenely at peace. Then, suddenly, he is seized by a surge of excitement. It rushes up from the
gut in a burst of joy and energy, and before he can think twice about it, Bill is on his feet, with
his head thrown back, and he is howling from the bottom of his soul. Remarkably, at the same
moment, other people have begun to howl. At first it's half a dozen, scattered throughout the
church. But in moments others follow their lead and soon the entire cathedral is alive with
annaabi.ee 
