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It is useless to judge the singing; one must simply let oneself be dismembered. The voice is tortured and the landscape is desolate, traversed by galvanic shivers, the form of the litany, repetitive, is a ritual to probe the dark abode of man.
It is useless to judge the singing; one must simply let oneself be dismembered.
The voice is tortured and the landscape is desolate, traversed by galvanic shivers, the form of the litany, repetitive, is a ritual to probe the dark abode of man.
Dive into Diamanda Galás' surreal vocal world—listen to Litanies of Satan and experience a groundbreaking journey through voice and psyche.
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