Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Raime - Quarter Turns Over A Living Line
I'm in thick with this thing. Makes it so you can only think of obsidian knives. Luminous blackness. This is music for stalking prey by. Or rather, music by which prey is knowingly stalked. Heavy music. Not in the ears so much as the chest. Caverous, sub-level music. This is Lost In London Fog With Jack The Ripper type stuff, plenty of murk and brood, and only slow-moving time scraping by in-between life and black sky black blood black pit of corpses.