Sinister noises, songs of graceful nymphs, cries of mystical creatures... mi' che paura!
The first and "sublime" (as my Greek professor would say) album by a group with an acoustic setup... no drums, lots of acoustics, featuring an excellent violin and a splendid flute. The album immerses us in a mysterious forest populated by sinister and fascinating creatures. Wootton colors each piece with a halo of fear and bewilderment with his husky voice, his mocking verses, and his furious screams... Every piece is a whirlwind and suggestive encounter with the inhabitants of a mystical and fantastic landscape. The song "Song to Comus" presents us with the awakening of a melancholic and terrifying creature (the one on the cover) who loves to play in the company of nymphs and spirits... I cannot describe how much suggestion these pieces evoke, it feels like being lost in the depths of a forest that perhaps can be compared to the unconscious. The best track is perhaps "The Herald", here graceful nymphs with dreamlike and captivating voices sing to the night, indeed the piece is imbued with an INCREDIBLE nocturnal charm... it seems they know neither the day nor the passage of time... and this is exactly what one feels listening to the album: an unimaginable sensation of discomfort and perdition.
I don't know what else to say except: MASTERPIECE!!! BUY IT!
Tracklist Lyrics and Samples
01 Diana (04:36)
Lust he follows virtue close
Through the steaming woodlands
His darkened blood through bulging veins
Through the steaming woodlands
Aah, aah
Virtue knows he follows softly
Through the steaming woodlands
Travel light the deathly shudder
Down the leafy pathway
Aah, ah, aah, ah
La-la-la-la-la-la
The dim light she comes peering through the forest pines
And she knows by the sound of the baying, by the baying of the hounds
Diana Diana kick your feet up
Lust bears his teeth and whines
For he's picked up the scent of virtue
And he knows the panic signs
Lust cries running with his eyes the white-clad figure fleeting
Mud burns his eyes but desire burns his mind
Fear in her eyes as the forest grins through the steaming woodlands
Lust now his destroyed with emnity disarmed
Diana, Diana, Diana, Diana
Diana, Diana, Diana, Diana
Diana, Diana, Diana, Diana
Diana, Diana, Diana, Diana
The dim light she comes peering through the forest pines
And she knows by the sound of the baying, by the baying of the hounds
Diana Diana kick your feet up
Lust bears his teeth and whines
For he's picked up the scent of virtue
And he knows the panic signs
Diana Diana kick your feet up
Lust bears his teeth and whines
For he's picked up the scent of virtue
And he knows the panic signs
Diana, Diana, Diana, Diana...
02 The Herald (12:08)
As a single star glides
Swiftly down the night
A soft wetting note issues
From the time-worn flute
Frowning slightly the herald listens
Wistfull across the night
And from way back behind
The day comes the echoed answer
The day advances oh so slowly
His shadow lengthens and his voice is mute
But clear his flute and sadly
Walks forward followed by the day
Herald of morning walks across
The Earth eternally
And somewhere in the black distance
Another herald puts down his flute
And the dewy dawn creaps on
And the night withdraws
The day advances oh so slowly
His shadow lengthens and his voice is mute
But clear his flute and sadly
Walks forward followed by the day
Herald of morning walks across
The Earth eternally
03 Drip Drip (10:51)
You dangling swinging
Hanging, spinning aftermath
Your soft white flesh turns past me slaked with blood
Your evil eyes more damning then a demons curse
Your lovely body soon caked with mud
As I carry you to your grave my arms your hearse
You stand before me defenseless
Your stare unchanging silent, cold, intense
Sears my brain
Drip drip
From your sagging lip
Liquid red
Down your body spread
Your soft breast glistens
Your deep navel fountains
Your shadow over chair
Like a plane over mountains
In a clearing
Where the sunrays dance amongst
Forest dense secrets
You will softly rest
Your pale beauty enshrined
By the sweet glade
Your body at peace
Even the earth will fill the crack
Where entered my blade
Yea shall I cut you down
Yea 'twould be your last physical communion
I'll be gentle
And not hurt you
Drip drip
From your sagging lip
Liquid red
Down your body spread
Your soft breast glistens
Your deep navel fountains
Your shadow over chair
Like a plane over mountains
04 Song to Comus (07:28)
Bright the sunlight summer day
Comus wakes he starts to play
Virgin fair smile so sweet
Comus heart begins to beat
Rise up Comus sing your song
Bewitch the maiden the day is long
Cast your spell sweet music crack
Her virtuos shell
Enchanted damsel curios ear
Comus music dispel all fear
Dainty feat they skip so light
Comus loughs soon, comes the night
Through the forest dark and deep
She follows Comus' dancing feet
He moves away the mossy stone
Reveals the cave Comus' home
Comus stare, stare, stare
Comus Glare, glare, glare
Comus bare, bare, bare
Comus rape, Comus brake
Sweet young virgin's virtue take
Naked flesh flowing hair
Her terror screams they caut the air
But no one hears the (bay)?
Comes the sunlight sommer day
Comus waxkes he starts to play
Chastity chaser
Virile for the virgins virtue
Excite her exciter
You better go
Before you bleed and he hurts you
He chased the chastle
You better leave
If you value your virtue
You better go
Before you bleed and he hurts you
You better leave
If you value your virtue
Virgin fair smile so sweet
Comus heart begins to beat
Enchanted damsel curios ear
Comus music dispel all fear
Through the forest dark and deep
She follows Comus' dancing feet
He moves away the mossy stone
Reveals the cave Comus' home
Misty air, air, air
Comus Glare, glare, glare
Comus bare, bare, bare
Chastity chaser
Virile for the virgins virtue
Excite her exciter
You better go
Before you bleed and he hurts you
He chased the chastle
You better leave
If you value your virtue
You better go
Before you bleed and he hurts you
You better leave
If you value your virtue
Hymen hunter, hands of steel
Cracks you open
And your red flesh peel
Pain precurior, eyes of fire
Pierce your womb
And push still higher
Comus rape, Comus brake
Swett young virgin's virtue take
Naked flesh, flowing hair
Her terror screams, they cut the air
But no one hears the (bay)?
Comes the sunlight summer day
Comus wakes he starts to play.
07 The Prisoner (06:17)
I was mad and was accepted
For treatment at a hospital
For the mentally sick
I was wild and introvert
Wondering alone
In the night
I would scream and rage
Should someone
Disturb my peace
So they took me away
And they put me here alone
In my silence privacy
Then they gave me shock treatment
When I woke I was numb
And remember nothing
Probe me mold me
Reasemble my brain, my brain
Schizoid paranoid
Just terms, just names, just names
Why can't you leave me
Don't drive me insane, insane
Your minds analize me
Your eyes penetrate me
Illusion, confusion,
I'm frightened, I'm helpless
Please leave me
I long to be free
I lie alone unable to remember
No face no names no eyes my brain just an amber
Kindle me prorect my barren matter
Whose seeds propagate yet still may shautter
They have emptied my head of its dreamind
Like paper out of a waste bin
And I yearned to be free
Cold is the climat dark is the atomic nigth
Searching and hoping guarding my mind from your sight
Your evel eyes watch me your evel hands touch me their cold
I can stand prison but even my conscience you hold
Let me be
Set me free
Probe me mold me
Reasemble my brain, my brain
Schizoid paranoid
Just terms, just names, just names
Why can't you leave me
Don't drive me insane, insane
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By Nonsoloprog
..and at a certain point of the album, I wanted to turn off every light, even the tiniest one, and dissolve into the darkness following those tribal digressions..
Here I projected myself into hyperspace, and crazy screams amplified my irrationality ..omnipotence of sound
By enbar77
This work, predominantly built on brilliant but deliberately disordered medieval metrics, represents the possibility of dazzling any musical score that a normal staff could contain.
Sounds that flow, never breaching the banks, in a single channel designed by the same.