Been busy as ever with various musical endeavors and personal stuff, but as always here is the next issue of Cryptic Inscriptions:
Reviews by Joe:
The Corpse in the Crawl Space" Let there be Corspe" LP, Unknown..., Braveyoung "We are Lonely Animals" LP and Earth "Bees Made Honey from the Lions Skull" LP
Reviews by Masami:
Vishudda Kail "Psenodakh" LP Review and Raccoo-oo-oon "Is Night People" LP Review
Poems by Joe:
The Essence of Tempetation and Execution by Persecution
Poems by Masami:
Wilderness of Wormwood, Lands Not Far and Family Tree.
Until the March/April issue enjoy...
Monday, February 18, 2013
Family Tree
Family
Tree
Distant roots lie severed across the earth, As these broken
branches decay in each other’s embrace, This sense of memory taking you by the
hand through vague glimpses of forgotten conversations & strange
photographs, & these hot white bullets painted the canvas that leaked my
shadow unto this liquid surface, But I ponder who were they beyond this veil?
& the axes blade is driven into the tree.... While year after year these faces
fall like flies. For it seems few run side by side into eternity with this wild
pack. Their veins warm solely for the hunt, & the axes blade is driven into
the tree once more... Sap draining from its opened wound. Its once sturdy trunk
tilting towards the fallen foliage of forests forgotten, & how the huntsmen
only seem to appear at banquets & feasts. While some just drift like ghosts
into the golden woods, buried as that strangers voice, the one you never knew. That
bursting seed that broke you through, & these ink blotted characters will
fill in the lines they never bothered to gaze into. That shattered mirror
trying to piece itself together into a portrait of calm seas & cloudless skies,
but that rusty ax is numb to sensation. Driving one final blow into this aging
trees murmuring heart, & now there it lies soundless, As the snarling
coyotes prowl around its fallen body, but cry not weeping willow for it was
only a theater of mirrors in which your charms so merrily entertained.
Execution by Persecution
Execution
by Persecution
Creativity
Instigates fear. A true artist is revered. One can’t see past the costumed
figure. Fearing what they will never understand. On the chopping block for
their vision has left humanity with the ultimate decision. Yet they worship
fallen idols that they ultimately decimated.
Lands Not Far
Lands Not Far
Sleepless evening..... Flashback of a forgotten frame... sighs
the man that bears a wolfen pelt, so why can't these shadows embrace one another’s
gentle grip? Are their words so tainted? & they smolder the photograph of
the moment, firing rounds at targets afar! As I hitchhike on yesterdays corner,
Isolated in a den of thieves, & your salty tears cauterize the aching teeth
of these crimson shells! A sonnet of symbols stirring sensations that separate
this sense of solitude, & there are no idols here... Only shards of inspiration scattered through sperm! Statues sculpted by
symphonies of words, & it seems the longer you lie awake the more you come
to the conclusion you’re asleep?! These rations are a rebellion...Yet my
humanity shows! So this season of winter blisters on, but in lands not far
these snows have ceased.
The Essence of Temptation
The
Essence of Temptation
Temptations
live in the forbidden fruit. The ecstasy of beauty contorts the eyes and mind.
Succubus drives a man to insanity. Crumbling the ruins of the sacred temple and
instigating a repetition has surged since the dawn of time. The mind crumbles
at the sight yet the soul will be condemned to die.
Wilderness of Wormwood
Wilderness of Wormwood
Poetic Perversions plumb the depths of this placid psyche, fading
into the sultry shadows of this purple night, & with a ravens claw pierced
through your hollow breast the distance of memory alas takes flight! & tt's
death in the afternoon as this silver spoon sings a sirens song while elements
collide, slowly they flow into the green chalice of Venus, As golden gardens
grow in the cradling womb of the empress, She's a liquid muse stirring a
scorching essence of flame in the devils belly! & this pen glides gracefully in the ink that is your inspiration, As these
dancing fireflies flutter behind shades of azure, & a thick cloak of
incense shrouds the temple... As weary travelers wander in a wilderness of
wormwood galloping on the backs of green horses, oh how the perfume of your
potency perverts the poets perceptions! For a century forgotten, Lost as the
Eleusinian elixir, but now once more the cup runneth over! “Sante!!!” to the potion
of the Parisians!
Earth "Bees Made Honey in the Lions Skull" LP Review
Earth
“Bees Made Honey in the Lions Skull” LP
I’ve
been taking quite a fondness to a lot of doom and drone lately, and one
particular band that has really grabbed my attention was Seattle Washington drone
titans, "Earth”. The band is led by guitarist, Dylan Carlson-also the
founding/ original member and primary songwriter for the band. Here's a man who can paint pictures with
sounds. I can actually visualize and get
the desert vibe off their 2008 opus, “Bees Made Honey in the Lions Skull”. The
songs on the album itself give off a very peaceful and serene vibe which is
very different opposed to their early feedback driven albums like “Earth 2
Special Low Frequency Version”. The vibe of the songs is both repetitive and
meditative, and will either take you on a journey down a long road to freedom
or face you with another challenge. I almost see the songs on these albums
being used in a Wild West flick or John Carpenters “Vampires” to name a few.
The slow paced drums and atmospheric keyboards, followed by simplistic
melodious guitar and bass lines, will leave the listener in an almost peaceful
and serene state. I love instrumental music also because it gives the listener
their own interpretation of what the song is about. One thing I will say about
Earth is not only are they good musicians, but they take minimalism to a whole
new level which in turn enables them to create great songs.
Braveyoung "We are Lonely Animals" LP Review
Braveyoung
“We are Lonely Animals” LP
Drone/
Post Rock outfit, Braveyoung
has been creating and experimenting with music since 2005 in North
Carolina. In 2008, the band migrated to
Portland, Oregon and have participated in various EPs and collaborations. Braveyoung takes music to a whole new level and breathes
fresh air into the countless copy cat bands that seem to plague the scene as of
late. On their 2011 release, “We Are Lonely Animals”, the band creates epic and
atmospheric soundscapes with various instruments and sounds that
separate them from the rest. I’m a sucker for Ebow’s and they definitely know how to make use of
them. I also really like how the band seems to put a lot of emotion and feeling
behind the songs, leaving you feeling happy, sad , and even leave you pondering at certain
moments. I would definitely check out certain songs on this record, but to me,
the entire record is worth checking out. I also think it'd be great if they did
soundtracks for films as well. Maybe someday... who knows?
Raccoo-oo-oon- "Is Night People" LP Review
Raccoo-oo-oon – Is Night People
Iowa's
Raccoo-oo-oons first cassette, “Is Night People” draws to mind a diverse fountain
of inspirations, from an air of archaic shamanism to colorfully mastered vibrations.
The record shifts from melodious guitars backed by electronic noises, & percussion ranging from tribal beats to rhythmic jams.
As for the vocal style, it switches from clean to chaotic & even delves
into chanting. You'll even find shards of jazz in this gem flowing through the
veins of the spastic saxophone playing delivered on tracks like “The Great Horn of the Wilderness”. This unique
experiment will open your ears to the past, present, & future of sound.
Unknown...
Unknown…
I received this disc in the mail sometime ago,
and I honestly have no idea who it's from.
A lot of friends of mine also received this disc and have yet to figure
it out. I decided to pop it into my CD player and check it out for myself. The
album is a combination of noise, which to me sounds like a mix of LDOH meets
Merzbow. There are also various samples concerning aliens, UFOs, and
the unknown. The one thing that really grabbed my attention is that whoever
this was apparently hates all my bands and projects. This is enlisted in the DVD case that came
with the CD. I still can’t figure out what’s on the front of this. Reviewing
this disc is driving me insane just thinking about it. I would say check it
out, but if you didn’t get a copy, I guess you can’t. If you do obtain this, please listen at your
own risk…
Vishuddha Kali "Psenodakh" LP Review
Vishuddha Kali : Psenodakh LP Review
Russia's Vishuddha Kali at a first listen
seems to sound more like a project summoned
from the mountains
of Tibet rather then those of St. Petersburg. However, this solo endeavor of
artist Andrei Komarov embodies an aura that soothes the listener's mind into a
sleep lucid as the light of day. The ambiance projected on Psenodakh is an
array of chants and vocal manipulations all stemmed from the artist's voice
alone. A concept familiar to monastic sects and also other musical acts such as
San Diego's Prima Materia, the album is quite trance inducing, a perfect
backdrop for a quiet evening of contemplation or meditative practice. The
listener becomes immersed in the thick layers of vibrations & drifts with
the centering nature of chants & echoes. The minimal percussions on the
record are quite ritualistic, focusing energies to a concentrated expression of
formlessness. In retrospect, Psenodakh embodies the primordial essence that
breathes life into the heart of nature!
The Corpse in the Crawl Space"Let There Be Corpse" LP Review
The
Corpse in the Crawl Space” Let There Be Corpse” LP
Another
of the many projects of Bobby Maggard
(Dehydrated Tissues/Urinary Tract Infection from Severe Pus Clots) that doesn't disappoint is the 4 piece gore grind outfit from Arkansas, delivering straight
old school gore grind in the vein of Carcass, Regurgitate, Dead Infection,
Impetigo and Last Days of Humanity. The 30 song opus from start to finish
crushes the listener with sporadic blasting, neck slicing guitar lines, ultra
fuzz bass lines, and Bobby’s signature gore growls that’ll leave you feeling
sick and disgusted but also entertained. The one thing besides the tightness of
the band is the production quality. It's not bad for a home recording- to say
the least. Even though the band isn't breaking new ground, they definitely
don’t disappoint as far as old school grind is concerned. I would definitely
recommend picking this up from Bobby himself and also checking out his other
many projects that he takes part in. If I list them all it’ll take days, so go
do some research and see for yourself.
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