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Those like me who loved the real masterpieces of the Bride, will find themselves listening tirelessly to them outshining the listens of this rather bad 'For Lies I Sire'. Can we perhaps say that the Bride is truly dying?
Those like me who loved the real masterpieces of the Bride, will find themselves listening tirelessly to them outshining the listens of this rather bad 'For Lies I Sire'.
Can we perhaps say that the Bride is truly dying?
Explore My Dying Bride's 'For Lies I Sire' to hear the evolution and decide if the classic doom spirit still shines.
Heresy is none of that: it shapes and evolves on its own, instinctive and wild, grows unpredictably and entwines without schemes, it is monstrous, it is twisted, it is wicked; it’s frightening. From the first to the last minute, Lustmord lets the music construct itself and embody not his ideas, but himself. Because Heresy IS Lustmord, his demonic shadow in all its greatness.
Heresy is none of that: it shapes and evolves on its own, instinctive and wild, grows unpredictably and entwines without schemes, it is monstrous, it is twisted, it is wicked; it’s frightening.
From the first to the last minute, Lustmord lets the music construct itself and embody not his ideas, but himself. Because Heresy IS Lustmord, his demonic shadow in all its greatness.
Explore Lustmord's Heresy and immerse yourself in the primal depths of dark ambient music today.
An archetypal manifestation of the finest crap to enjoy in just (and I emphasize JUST) twenty-four minutes. Vocals echoing a constipated caveman groaning "bleaweeeeeh", "yaoyoaaaaarrgh", "hhhhhhh" and "mamma".
An archetypal manifestation of the finest crap to enjoy in just (and I emphasize JUST) twenty-four minutes.
Vocals echoing a constipated caveman groaning "bleaweeeeeh", "yaoyoaaaaarrgh", "hhhhhhh" and "mamma".
Dive into the primitive depths of Zarach 'Baal' Tharagh's Demo 22 and explore raw black metal like never before!
"Above falls short on all fronts, starting from the guitars, an almost essential element given the more ‘metal-oriented’ sound." "Above represents only a stagnant and negligible transitional episode, devoid of the polish of any previous album."
"Above falls short on all fronts, starting from the guitars, an almost essential element given the more ‘metal-oriented’ sound."
"Above represents only a stagnant and negligible transitional episode, devoid of the polish of any previous album."
Discover why Samael's Above divides fans and explore if this transitional metal album still holds moments worth listening to.
She roams, elusive and silent, ethereal like frost; she moves through the fresh mist; she smiles, and sings melodies of yesteryear: suffering and nocturnal melodies, radiant and warm, ancient, yet so touching. Loreena travels and travels, and her memory elegantly slides on the staff. She paints refined notes, luxurious, angelic.
She roams, elusive and silent, ethereal like frost; she moves through the fresh mist; she smiles, and sings melodies of yesteryear: suffering and nocturnal melodies, radiant and warm, ancient, yet so touching.
Loreena travels and travels, and her memory elegantly slides on the staff. She paints refined notes, luxurious, angelic.
Explore the enchanting world of Loreena McKennitt’s The Book Of Secrets—listen now and embark on a timeless musical journey.
Lustmord has decided to shed his somewhat misanthropic attitude and rely on some significant collaborations. The rating cannot go beyond mere sufficiency; and let’s hope Brian doesn’t concoct much worse mishaps.
Lustmord has decided to shed his somewhat misanthropic attitude and rely on some significant collaborations.
The rating cannot go beyond mere sufficiency; and let’s hope Brian doesn’t concoct much worse mishaps.
Explore Lustmord’s 'Other' for a journey into intense dark ambient soundscapes blended with notable collaborations.
Skilled weavers of delicate emotions, the English band Anathema always know how to melt even the hardest of hearts. The real key moment of the album lies in the unforgettable 'One Last Goodbye,' dedicated to the deceased mother of the three Cavanagh brothers: endless shivers, pure emotion, impetuous pathos.
Skilled weavers of delicate emotions, the English band Anathema always know how to melt even the hardest of hearts.
The real key moment of the album lies in the unforgettable 'One Last Goodbye,' dedicated to the deceased mother of the three Cavanagh brothers: endless shivers, pure emotion, impetuous pathos.
Listen to Anathema’s Judgement for an unforgettable emotional rock journey.
He doesn’t feel fear because he knows it better than his own pockets, and molds, modulates, and filters it as if it were his own creation. "Rising" will take the shape of your worst fears: it will be the big hairy spider lurking under your bed, the storm raging while you’re home alone, the sleepless void of the abyss.
He doesn’t feel fear because he knows it better than his own pockets, and molds, modulates, and filters it as if it were his own creation.
"Rising" will take the shape of your worst fears: it will be the big hairy spider lurking under your bed, the storm raging while you’re home alone, the sleepless void of the abyss.
Dive deep into Lustmord’s Rising and experience the haunting power of ambient terror – listen now and feel the fear.
Conflict is mute, anger is blind, hatred is deaf: but we feel them only when we harm someone, even (and especially) ourselves. 'Strife' converts hatred and rage into a musical landscape that highlights the true, authentic nature of these two emotions: emptiness.
Conflict is mute, anger is blind, hatred is deaf: but we feel them only when we harm someone, even (and especially) ourselves.
'Strife' converts hatred and rage into a musical landscape that highlights the true, authentic nature of these two emotions: emptiness.
Dive into the chilling soundscape of 'Strife' and experience the haunting silence of conflict like never before.
It was a cool summer evening... her veiled and melancholic voice, her harp, the magic, the time that seemed to no longer exist. I burst into tears like only children know how.
It was a cool summer evening... her veiled and melancholic voice, her harp, the magic, the time that seemed to no longer exist.
I burst into tears like only children know how.
Discover the magic of Loreena McKennitt’s live performance—listen now and feel the enchantment.
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