Caradoc - Scrolls of Arrkadia
Blessed be Poland: this 2023 is so full of wonders coming from that nation that one cannot but be astonished and delighted.
We are in front of an intense work, full of sacredness and long wanderings inside the time that once was, the time scarcely inhabited by men and above all by the sense of fear and unease that fertilises every rush towards a ravine from which to look at one's existence in a future projection.
The band creates a mosaic, a cube, where breathing becomes slow but hot, suggestions imprison and fantasy is born to make us die, in the game of pretty-faced damsels with sharp nails. It is music of the belly, with synths coming out of the gut to visit the heart, with stratagems illuminated by slow movements that give it all the flavour of inevitable judgement. A Folk that dresses in a dark suit, holding a sceptre of gothic stones to create an ambience in a state of continuous disarray, where every note is an orchestra tuned to the occult that hides in these songs, but cannot hide its sneer. One wanders, one gets lost, boundaries die, and time is a slab full of grey undergrowth that when taking up the brush has only one colour in the head...
If there is a drama which on the stage of life can have unhurried atoms, then it’s found in this magnificent album...
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