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I'm a bit late to the party with this one, but I've been listing to Mgła's latest album a lot over the last few days. I have no idea how to say the band name though, my Polish is pretty poor Never listened to them at all until this week.
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What do you think?
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I really like it, makes good commuting music because it's quite trancendental which is perfect to block out the kids going to school in the morning. I'll check out the other albums in reverse order over the next few weeks, but I've got Grift lined up for next.
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Hope you like Grift if you haven't heard them before that is.
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I've been loving the new Ihsahn track too, a teaser for his forthcoming EP. It's a lot heavier than any of his recent songs!
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It's clear to me that the drummer is a fan of Darkthrone I actually thought Fenriz was playing the drums hah.
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Raised By Owls - 'The Santanist' "Christmas time comes once a year! Christmas time is finally here! We drape the tinsel like entrails. Around this dead, rotting tree. A plate of treats and a glass of sherry. Oh, Father Christmas, bringer of glee. Strike down all non-believers. Grind their bones into dust. Enshroud ourselves in these garments, we must. A ritual to sate fanatic lust. All Hail! Hail Santa! Oh, bearded great one. We are your servants. Eager for you to slither down our chimney. We yearn for your presence. And your presents. Bestow us with your majesty. Sworn to Saint Nick, we’ll always be. His coat is crimson red, rides night upon his sled. Dare not to make his list, your heart will be left filled with dread. He knows of your intent. Knows how your year was spent. Empties his sack so big, he spreads his joy without relent. In the chokehold of winter, we make a defiant stand. Reject tradition, outsiders as one: All hail Santa Claus! Sacred dagger primed in hand; I will become a Santanist. Drink the blood from Rudolf’s neck, indoctrinated Santanist. Initiation now complete, I have become a Santanist. Putrid mortals bow to me; I am the mighty Santanist."
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