Uploaded April 2013 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
This piece is based on a hypnotic yet nervous guitar improvisation, recorded a year ago while the sun was burning down the wooden floor of our shelter, and while the outside temperature was freezing and turning streets into a mesmerizing yet disturbing silent sacred place. This is an in-depth ceremony, a dive into something bigger than us, celebrating the beauty of the stranglehold of nature on man and the masochistic violent pleasure it provides. Most of the sound sources were recorded during that very particular day then reworked during the year, whenever we weren't feeling like working on the forthcoming album. We believe it is pretty different from Scrawls #01 but also from the aforementioned debut LP, entitled Sorcery/Geography (April 2012, Humanist Records), but it's up to you, really.
This piece is based on a hypnotic yet nervous guitar improvisation, recorded a year ago while the sun was burning down the wooden floor of our shelter, and while the outside temperature was freezing and turning streets into a mesmerizing yet disturbing silent sacred place. This is an in-depth ceremony, a dive into something bigger than us, celebrating the beauty of the stranglehold of nature on man and the masochistic violent pleasure it provides. Most of the sound sources were recorded during that very particular day then reworked during the year, whenever we weren't feeling like working on the forthcoming album. We believe it is pretty different from Scrawls #01 but also from the aforementioned debut LP, entitled Sorcery/Geography (April 2012, Humanist Records), but it's up to you, really.
