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Ltd white vinyl 7" on Hand Of Glory. Edition of 250 copies.
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- Snow Queen by Mary Epworth
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It's the middle of winter, so it's only appropriate that our favourite psych-pop pin-up Mary Epworth brings out a 7" of snow-themed delights. On the A side there's 'Snow Queen', which is led by a lilting 6/4 harpsichord line which is kind of a cross between 'Take Five' and 'Golden Brown'. The vocals are breathy and reverbed and layered in harmonies and really, really reminding me of something quite specific from the '60s that I just can't place. It also has touches of the ballads from the original recordings from 'Godspell' but if they were relocated to '70s Canterbury. That's not what I was trying to think of though.
The reverb on side B puts the reverb on side A to shame. It's standing on top of an igloo giving side A the reverby finger and throwing penguins at it. It has to go extra slow just to make room for all the reverb. There's a bit of echo too. Did they record this in some kind of ice cave? This time we've just got Epworth and a guitar, going slow, going reverby. It works, very pretty. Kind of a shame this didn't come out last year when we actually had some snow though.
10/10 Mike Customer review, 2nd July 2014
Ms. Epworth's abundant talent and exquisite taste shine brightly on this single.
The lush, baroque approach to arrangement and instrumentation she's brought to 'Snow Queen' make hers the definitive version.
Her gorgeous rendition of 'Ice And Snow' is no less worthy of highest praise; its ethereal sound hints at the saga that surrounds its composer, Maitreya Kali.
You will find yourself listening to both sides repeatedly.
10/10 Steve Phillips Customer review, 14th February 2014
I feel it's going to snow after all we are only on Valentine's Day but I'm reminded of my love that has gone away. I feel cold inside: as though everything is swept clean away. I'm inn hurry so can only explaine it in a poem: Snow Queen Her femininity was compelling I thought as I watched witch faced Venus admiring her own features. She stood tall and luxurious, her ice-cold soul bursting with energy, a cold warm passion, void of love without tenderness or sympathy. This she offered; a heart that was ‘not’ least of all to her lovers. She did not represent malign no more than languor or satiety, she was all these things and more. Gurda! Gurda! Gurda! I cried perfecting those black crows; though she will never know her secret name or where to find her King. Clandestine be as it may, though even now it does not seem that I was in love with the Snow Queen. Yet you asked me if I had seen her. It was at sunset a dark stormy night of November, she was more beautiful than the Aurora: and tender than the Eclipse I want to hold her over and over, and kiss her sweet red lips.
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