Lover, The Lord Has Left Us . . .
But since my last post I've been in four countries, ran a 100-room hotel in a developing nation, and banged your sister.
What's your excuse Feldheim?
Given my remote dealie, I am so not hip to the scene. But I heard this album and thought it was. . .different.
But then again, I saw a picture of these dudes. They wear masks.
We all know how I feel about masks when it comes to music.
Lover, The Lord Has Left Us . . . is the sophomore disc from The Sound of Animals Fighting. I had heard it was a side project of a bunch of emo wussies and that it was progressive. Did that deter me? No. But the band is named after roars and the sound shredding of flesh. And they frickin wear mask! I thought I'd stumbled upon the ultimate metal, sort of like an Earth Crisis/Lamb of God/ABBA combination.
But no. I shoulda known. This:
is just not as bad ass as this:
Seriously. The dude playing the warlock eats puts animal flesh in fire and eats it. Zing!
BUt not much could really prepare me for TSoAF. It's some weird, abstract Punjabi MC meets Aphex Twin, featuring the Beta Band, remixed by Fourtet. And produced by Architecture in Helsinki. You know, just the type of shit Woody and Jafar would listen to while smoking herb or making million dollar production deals.
So it's weird alright. But I'm only posting it for two reasons. One: in a press photo it looks like one dude is wearing a Pretty Hate Machine shirt.
And two: because of track 13, The Heretic. It's the Postal Service on valium with a hint of twinkly Reznor piano, a dirty Murder By Death beat, plus a hefty does of Van Halen 'Jump' synth thrown in for good measure.
I know it's not my style, but I think it's the song that that Coldplay douche wishes he had the balls to write.
So lemme know what you think.
Feldheim is back, baby.