ELEVEN – EARTH, FULL UPON HER BURNING LIPS
In this too often self-obsessed superficial age when the trivial and the frivolous frequently take precedence over more intimate and meaningful things, how wonderful it is that we have at least got Earth to elevate us above the slime. Full Upon Her Burning Lips is Earth’s latest full length release, Carlson again pairing up with his partner in musical harmony, Adrienne Davies. Earth’s ninth studio album opens with ‘Datura’s Crimson Veils’, a wonderfully delicate lilt that lures you sumptuously inwards with Carlson’s delicate Bakersfield Sound guitar riff, slowly rising and falling. The 12-minute ethereal masterpiece is supplemented by sparse and selective drum taps from Adrienne with a cursory stroke of a cymbal to add a final sprinkling of gold dust.
FIVE – CHELSEA WOLFE, BIRTH OF VIOLENCE
I have chills just seeing the gorgeous Nona Limmen cover for Birth of Violence. And then I hit play on her single “The Mother Road,” and I’m floating away on the beautiful tones of her voice and every hair on my body is standing on end. Once again, she is transforming her sound, but creating the same epic audioscapes she’s known for.
THREE – LINGUA IGNOTA, CALIGULA
There are very few artists whose music can reach into my chest like an 80s movie shaman and pull my beating, bleeding heart out of it. I have witnessed LINGUA IGNOTA live, and I can confirm that she had me in tears; my whole body in chills; my ribcage crushed with the power of her voice. She opened the black void where I push all my pain and released it to the universe. This is the catharsis I need.