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The Door Into Summer by Zakariya Willis
EDGE ContributorSunday Feb 3, 2008 Philadelphia folk-sters bring the medieval psychedelic--via hot dog venues near you--to the stage with The Door Into Summer.
Smoke a cigarette, better yet, the finest weed ... not the Mary-Ju-Wanna, but a valueless plant, and relax to the sounds of anything ... anything that isn’t this. It’s a feast of "magical" harmonies, bows fluttering against well-crafted cellos, laced with a coke line of violin, thyme spiced acoustic guitar, and pebble worn by electric guitar.
"Second Son" starts off well, as if there were some potential outside of the Anti-Reformation cover photo. (Do people actually put on white hymen breaking dresses and find comfort in resting on a mound of dirty stones?) It’s electro-esque, modern and the buildup is lustful: two dark bass notes frighteningly interweaving, and out of no where, a high school production of Tommy led by Meatloaf’s sound check crew, cuts in on their shit--wait a minute; it is their shit. "Dawn Comes for Us All" is on the same witch-y vibe, cauldron brewing a bunch of gothic like riffs, and the tempest-like vocals of Gillian Chadwick to peg the square piece in even further.
"Wooden Sword" is laden with catchy tings, breaks from ballad and morphs into a heathen dance party. The instrumentation is average at best, a far shot away from the Richard Thompson/Sandy Denny combo, and minds 15-hand away from the forever locked gate to reality. There must be some consideration for bands such as Ex Reverie, the prog rock crusaders, who will probably be favored in dark circles appreciative of little bells jingling around feet at all times.
by Ex Reverie
Label: Language Of Stone
Price: $15.98
www.exreverie.com
http://www.myspace.com/exreverie
I’m a writing whore...looking for sustenance in the wrong places at times. Did I mention I’m from Philly?
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