(I hope the beauty of this album precedes my fame as a fool, deserved by the way... I thought it was right to put these words in parentheses).
In the video of one of their songs, there are dozens of trembling and tarnished frames with landscapes of countryside, plains, and mountains, rivers as far as the eye can see... and the sound is rough but well-defined over these images as if sketching shadows here and there on those rivers, mountains, plains... as if carving a path to guide you into those meadows, those delicate notes... grass crossed by bitter tears, by a voice of polluted dew stretching over those stems of a leaden morning...
I managed to listen to four full tracks of the album and only a few snippets of the others... and all are engaging and wound you with that subdued and disdainful tone, even those that disappear after just 14 seconds and leave you with a sudden "no, you won't go further for now". The guitars are well-crafted and elegant, the bass lines are simple and clear, the drums basic in rhythm and slow, almost dragged. The voice sounds like a spoken word accompanied by an echo of scratched sounds.
An angel taking its wings...
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 In Cold Blood (05:24)
we plod our way
through the ashes and the dust
left of our plans
of all things we've shared
we plod our way
today buries tomorrow
but no stone is raised
killed in cold blood
at the onset of night
today buries tomorrow
06 Lookalike (02:42)
they said he'd been in for quite a while.
when they found him by the riverside.
those bones won't be identified.
i saw a man the other night.
yeah he looked just like a lookalike.
of the man that i had left to die
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