To the shrine of this year I come bowed, arms full of
water,
water,
water,
water,
orchids,
a keyboard,
photos
of myself,
posing,
with a beautiful
bear trap,
and King,
a quiet
rott-
weiler,
gold
collar,
gold
muzzle,
loosed
and
cinched,
onto
me,
ugly
crown
on this
ugly
prince,
with
olive
oil
slathered
over his
heart,
asking
a dog,
confused
and gaunt,
to turn him into
a funeral
worthy
of your best suits,
a shrine
worthy
of your best poems,
a dead king
worth his gold tomb,
an expensive
dog bowl,
fulla
cheap
grief.
36 choice cuts - one from each 2015 LP, plus music from new signings on the mighty and 25-years-strong Relapse label. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 4, 2015
Combines a lot of influences/styles/subgenres but in a way that totally makes sense in an unexpected way. The more folky/quiet parts have a lot of tension and direction which I think is a rare skill! Giles