Misery and angst united behind masks of ourselves as I was doused in millions of possibilities before your eyes. You, you were all over my flesh, my pores - this deplorable duplicitous deception. We have made multitudes of mistakes in the name of it, yet I could not bare to think of it any longer. Desperate to rid my being of this foul, tepid, rotting malodor - your stench staining my skin like a nagging shadow.
Back in January, I wrote about Dark Mother’s dulcet, hypnotic track, “Glass Cast”. They are now back with, “Anda”, a 6 track release full of witching rhythms and thaumaturgic undertones. At times the vocals alternate between an innocent, alluring maiden and later transforms into possessed woman who wails and ululates until there is nothing left but echoing screeching and yelping. Vociferation drenched in reverb and distortion intertwine with humming synths and trilling drum machines. A cradlesong for playful, hellions - gurgling caoineadh crooners.
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♫ Dark Mother - Glass Cast
♫ Dark Mother - Glass Cast
Fatigued yet obsessed with this metamorphosis - fixated on unsolicited transformations. Bones brittle - muscles limp and slack - flesh unfettered and fragmenting. Fingers shoved inside flaps of skin, forcibly working my buccinator - commanding assisted self mastication - partaking in the my very core. Consuming my own flesh to rid myself of the violent invaders; the demanding barbarians that breach my defenses and pillage my innards. Deeper I delve - past my intestinal walls, my quaking, tremoring entrails. Self dissection. Banquet of delirium.
Dark Mother’s “Glass Cast” is like a mellifluous, deliquescent mantra. Dulcet, provoking words shot out like self-convincing needles as layers of ascending vocals stack and dissolve and synths hum and purr. Like an intonation of change - a psalm of perseverance.
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