Ritualistic witchcrafting at its innermost and primitive sensual fierce.
If Lili Refrain previously presented already a superlative performative technique, now this has fully bloomed into inspired majestrality.
This record is her book of wonder for sure.
Lili Refrain gigantically chants and masters multiple instruments to divine her vision of spiritualism: Ahi Tapu is huge, esoteric and black like the fascination of unknown, Travellers is her invocation to her inner demon which she masters right after summoned, and yeah, she still knows how to play metal with her guitar on the top of this tsunami. But this time, guitar is maybe her last tool in the box. "Taiko, Floor Tom, Bass Drum, Glockenspiel, Gong, Bells, Crotales, Jingles, Air Conditioner Metal Tube, Trowel, Acoustic and Electric Guitars, Synth" - my copy&paste.
Her work is something unique since the very vocal and sacred opening of Ki and the following touching hypnosis Kokyou: a powerful and grandiose ceremonial of inner transformation. This is something to be listened deeply, because it will be an ascension on you. It's a festival of mantra, festival meant as memory of a religious event, a primordial one, here. Ichor is the missing piece of This Mortal Coil compiled today with one song only. A tragedy story teller able to catch up with the voice of an opera singer. Or her ghost. Unchained.
Last but not least, from Rome, Italy, to the world.
Listen with your headphones on, if you dare.
If Lili Refrain previously presented already a superlative performative technique, now this has fully bloomed into inspired majestrality.
This record is her book of wonder for sure.
Lili Refrain gigantically chants and masters multiple instruments to divine her vision of spiritualism: Ahi Tapu is huge, esoteric and black like the fascination of unknown, Travellers is her invocation to her inner demon which she masters right after summoned, and yeah, she still knows how to play metal with her guitar on the top of this tsunami. But this time, guitar is maybe her last tool in the box. "Taiko, Floor Tom, Bass Drum, Glockenspiel, Gong, Bells, Crotales, Jingles, Air Conditioner Metal Tube, Trowel, Acoustic and Electric Guitars, Synth" - my copy&paste.
Her work is something unique since the very vocal and sacred opening of Ki and the following touching hypnosis Kokyou: a powerful and grandiose ceremonial of inner transformation. This is something to be listened deeply, because it will be an ascension on you. It's a festival of mantra, festival meant as memory of a religious event, a primordial one, here. Ichor is the missing piece of This Mortal Coil compiled today with one song only. A tragedy story teller able to catch up with the voice of an opera singer. Or her ghost. Unchained.
Last but not least, from Rome, Italy, to the world.
Listen with your headphones on, if you dare.
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