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Rating: Take a man, give him a copy of 'this record, lock him in a room for 7 days and 7 nights, provide him with essential goods primarily consisting of shovelfuls of black tar and gallons of whiskey. Let his senses gradually expand, let the auditory perception of the sonic matter spread along the walls and propagate into the surrounding air, becoming an integral part of the place itself, let everything slow down, let splashes of acid in their purest essence stain the room, hover in the air, and solidify in the electrostatic flow of this overflowing sabbathian river.
Let your knees start to hurt, enter a state of perpetual blackout of psychomotor functions, move in jerks without precise destination, let yourself be carried by the unhealthy waves that crash over you as if you feel swallowed by invisible and otherworldly quicksand, held back only by your apparent calm.
The Slimy Muddy covers you from head to toe, but you enjoy staying a step away. And do you know why?
Because Al Cisneros is your God and your guide. Matt Pike's Guitar drags you out through psychotropic solos and the most abnormal and acidic things you can find in an Iommi-like guitar riff, that behind the drums a demon named Chris Hakius feels satisfied to roll your temples and make you lose any kind of space-time connection. You have spent 7 days and 7 nights in the company of Sleep. My sincerest congratulations. In your world, they correspond to 52’ 15’’ of a great record named “Sleep’s Holy Mountain”.
Go find it again. Now. Only at the best record stores, remember. Obvious, isn’t it?
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Dragonaut (05:43)
Ride the dragon toward the crimson eye
Flap the wings under Mars red sky
The reptile pushes itself out into space
Leaving behind, the human race
Swim inside the solar seas
The Nebula cries out to me
Passing where I've gone before
I fly through the crimson door
Ride the dragon toward the crimson eye
Flap the wings under Mars red sky
02 The Druid (04:52)
Far within the oaken tower
Exists the one with evil power
Magic channeler of earth's frustration
The Druid sleeps in meditation
03 Evil Gypsy / Solomon's Theme (07:06)
Insect caravan pulls its way
Through the freezing and misty haze
Gypsy casts a spell of frost
Frozen solid our lives are paused
Glass village lies below
Castle of sleet with magic glow
Trapped inside icy glaze
The burning sunlight sheds its rays
Escape the tomb of deadly freeze
To the village of glass we have the keys
Ice people everywhere once inside
At home again the insects ride
05 Aquarian (05:37)
Trapped inside a world under leagues of ocean
The clergy arrives with the magic potion
I put my mouth into the cup of potion
Sip down the nectar and escape the ocean
Reaching for the sun, leave Atlantis, escape the sea
Fly into the sky, leave behind Atlantean key
Reaching for the sun, leave Atlantis, escape the sea
Fly into the sky, leave behind Atlantean key
Escape the sea with ascending motion
I touch the sun and return to ocean
06 Holy Mountain (08:44)
Slumber killed by rays of the new red sun arising
Dreamer wakens to spectral gaze of light rays shining
Black steed carries him across the astral sand
Rides alone is the man from the magic caravan
I believe the signs of the reptile master
Sunbound spacepod rising faster
Earth drenched in black under starless sky above
Man on the mountain sets free the holy dove
Look onto the rays of the new stoner sun rising
Sonic Titan rides out on clouds of new horizon
Look onto the rays of the new stoner sun rising
Sonic Titan rides out on clouds of new horizon
07 Inside the Sun (05:44)
Travelling toward the atomic sky
Passing through the wall of light we fly
To the center of the sun we go
Discovering secrets no one else has known
Within the center of the galaxy
Away from Earth and all its misery
Travelling toward the atomic sky
Passing through the wall of light we fly
Toward the center of the sun we go
Discovering secrets no one else has known
Within the center of the galaxy
Away from Earth and all its misery
Pressing on into the burning sky
Burning spaceship it's time to die
Our ship explodes
Our work is done
We've left our lives
Inside the sun
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