What a ride. Beautiful, damaged, full of drive and echoing trails_________Vox and beats attacking your brain. Microtonal guitars burrowing their way into your soul.
Favorite track: The Rib.
Compilation of material from a 2014 release (tracks 1 and 2) and the 2017 comp Frozen In Time III (track 3), both released by Black Horizons. The first two tracks are settings of poems from James Dickey's Drowning with Others. All sounds in track 3 are derived from processed guitar recordings.
I love this whole album. It's a masterpiece, truly. I almost wish it weren't so fucking fantastic, because if it weren't, it wouldn't be so gods-damned infuriating that my shitbag mailman bent my fucking vinyl when he was putting it into my box.
May be contract 6 doses of gonorrhea, and recover from all but the first. Blxculx
"The music on Kosmískur Hryllingur easily sounds like it could be the soundtrack for a mesmerizing ritual in the Icelandic wilderness, one in which the participant ingests heavy amounts of a mind altering substance and slowly morphs from human to beast in the ensuing trip."
Full review: https://metalstorm.net/pub/review.php?review_id=16285 patroiuradu
By principal, I should’ve liked Skáphe from the start. Psychedelic black metal claustrophobia is all in my wheelhouse, but it baffled me for months and demanded a closer listen to truly let it stick. It stuck.