“Some acoustic guitar based songs for the Apocalyptic Death Folk elite”
I think it’s a first for here to review what is technically a compilation album. It’s nearly August, the nights are beginning to close in on the edge of perceptible change, reading for the new university year is beginning and friends are beginning to filter back into the Athens of the North (I’ve been here all along kids!), Greece is about to go bankrupt, the profession I want to ultimately join is in turmoil and nearly a hundred young innocents lie dead in morgues in one of the most peaceful nations of the world, victims of blind hatred and the Bible interpreted down the barrel of an automatic rifle by someone chillingly sanely accepting of his actions but unrepentant. Myopic media and governments leave so much to be desired that there is little to do but hunker down in a bar in a quiet neighbourhood of a city that confines all of its feckless politicking to a few city blocks and try to observe, learn from and hide from this brutish year of our lord. Because of my slowly depressing mental condition at the state of the world today, my listening has been getting heavier and I fear I may be inexorably sliding into yet another heavy period that might last till spring.