Category: music
Kiss the Go-Goat
A new music video presented by The Book Of Faustus, full of camp and horror!
Spotify Playlist Fun
Plugging some of my favorite playlists on Spotify here just to share the fun. I pontifically declared this year 2022 to be the Year of Live Music, and so far I have been faithful in that. I have been dancing my ass off more this past year than a few years previous combined.
2036: New World Begins
Rammstein – Angst
Rammstein has been releasing amazing music videos lately. End of speech.
Stuck In My Head…
As a violinist, some of my favorite composers include Monteverdi, Lully, Handel, and Purcell–masters of harmonious and passionate string composition. Though I have played professionally in the past, I have always considered myself a mediocre musician. I would sell my soul (again) for the ability to properly play Purcell.
This fantasia by Purcell has been stuck in my head all week. Maybe if I post it here, it will get unstuck.
Ghost – Twenties
To celebrate the release of the new album, Impera, this week. I put together this music video for Ghost’s newly release song “Twenties”, which has been spinning through my head for the past week. I went through so many hours of footage till my eyes were practically numb. But when the inspiration strikes you must act!
Ghost – It’s Happening!!!!
Ghost announced their new tour with Volbeat and Twin Temple. I cannot put into words the Satanic ecstasy that a Ghost concert provides. Such moving music–it pales in comparison to the sound of the albums. I have been to a Ghost ritual before and I consider it one of the high points of my entire life. Twin Temple will also be present! I am so so so so excited.
Did my friends and I just get very good seats? Yes.
Do we live on the complete opposite corner of the country where this is happening? Yes
Does this mean things can return to normal baseline reality? I sure fucking hope so.
Green Lung – Let The Devil In
Sunn O))) – Why Dost Thou Hide Thyself In Clouds?
Picture walking through a decommissioned church, filled with artificial fog. A pale blue spotlight illuminates the thick air, and the shadows of tall columns and fixtures are blurred just out of sight. The fellow concert-goers amble around looking just as blurred and wraithlike as you do.
The vast echoing chamber, once a place of holy worship, is filled again with slowly building, drawn out meditative chords reminiscent of Fauré or Saint-Saëns. A voice like a dirge emerges out of the haze, chanting words guttural and formless, that can only imply their meaning with the intonations by which they pierce the air….
By the end of a Sunn O))) concert, not only is your soul utterly destroyed, but your eardrums receive the stigmata.
“Why art thou silent and invisible
Father of jealousy
Why dost thou hide thyself in clouds
From every searching Eye
Why darkness & obscurity
In all thy words & laws
That none dare eat the fruit but from
The wily serpents jaws
Or is it because Secresy
gains females loud applause”
– William Blake
The Book of Faustus 