January 03, 2011

Spoils - Alasdair Roberts [2009]

Esoteric, mystical, roiling and magnificent. And that's just the opening track. Enter a world where a broken crocus grows out of a woman’s breast; Mithras and Jehova commune; cities fall and rise ("first there is a mountain..."); empty-handed hunters return, eternally; viol vies with hurdy gurdy; mammon rhymes with Slamannan; disquieting calls for a world rebarbarised make perfect sense; a desacralised cosmos is not acceptable; and neither are plunder and spoils.

A beautiful and instantly gratifying listen.

Oddi wrth y brawd
you muses assist

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