Grey Gallows - Dying Light
Magnetic, dense, sidereal: the light that filters from this single by the Greek band, anticipating their new album Strangers, due next spring, is truly an intense display of nuances in which everything becomes solid and a harbinger of this event. Grey Gallows are capable of magic, they are a mysterious shell and each time they leave imprints of a class in continuous movement because they allow themselves evolutions, as intelligent and capable, with their music that grows to spread the word of intensity.
Dying Light is the identity card of fears, exhibited loyally, within questions and steps that cross ego and strength, with death showing its smell, approaching.
But the two from Patras, western Greece, make use of magnificent substances in the infinite well of Darkwave to push the whole thing into the blood bed of a hieratic and imposing Coldwave, definitively determined to give them a throne of icy flames.
They break through the wall that hides the truth by revealing their talent, giving us a dance that is free of constraints, a swab of dark propensities for an intimate search for mysteries and steep walks to the bottom.
One cries with balance, one lowers one's head and lets one's body go towards the contact with the purest beauty: that of addiction to a song that gives the transparency of our innermost secret…
Alex Dematteis
Musicshockworld
Salford
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