Review: Raphael Weinroth-Browne – Lifeblood
The shit he’s doing with that big violin? All sorts of fucked up.
The shit he’s doing with that big violin? All sorts of fucked up.
A sacred artifact from the olden times (2013)
A gentle reminder of the things we are grateful for. Like missed album reviews!
I make sure I’m nice every year since Bríi is always on my list.
Aesthetics, schmaesthetics. Songwriting, schmongwriting. Consonance, schmonsonance. Who needs em, anyway?
Add Undas to what?
I leave for two hours and you turn my house into a burning skull mountain wasteland? That’s it, I’m hiring a babysitter next time.
*Ominous whooshing noises*
Trick or treat! We’ve got a bunch of proggy candy for you here, or if you want a trick we can egg your house with Nickelback CDs.
Who needs vocal melodies when you can just talk intently about surrealism and the occult?