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- Whispering Tales Under An Emerald Sun by The Child Of A Creek
I think I may just have avoided reviewing any 'Ambient Drone' this week. There's nothing more enraging than attempting to summon up informative, articulately presented streams words from within the cloud of a grinding hangover on a Wednesday morn with the soundtrack to your frustration being some wispy hum of sound some scrote has just programmed his laptop to spit out. You must think I'm a total alcoholic but it was the 15th anniversary of the birth of Norman yesterday. "Who is Norman" you squeak? Read the FAQs you dogs. This CD is quite lovely, like some mystical kosmische-flecked folk. The man called Creek calls it shoegazey neo-folk but he's most likely swish & Italian and probably not stupid, from Armley, armpit of Yorkshire. Seriously this is really cool, mystical stuff with a sweet cyclically plucked acoustic guitar, hollow percussion, a thrumming Fuck Buttons style mid-range growl & a flute all making appearances within the first few minutes. confused? you should be but it all fits nicely together somehow. Later tracks have a real Coil/Current 93 or Alexander Tucker vibe - this one on now featuring a fizzing frequency that quietly drills into my left shell-like whilst an epic funereal march takes place, headed by the half-whispered wavering voice of the Child of a Creek. I don't know his real name but I suspect he wears a hooded smock or a wizards cloak. Made by Prada. It all sounds like it should be played loudly from the side of a mist shrouded mountain. Check the clips as this is quite individual sounding and beautifully recorded.
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