Responsible for inspiring God at Earth's inception - if it wasn't for Godspeed there would be no Norway or Luxembourg, and if you live in a world without Norway or Luxembourg: you're probably a fascist.
Blurring the line between orchestrally styled uplifting crescendos with suicide inducing monologues so beautifully bleak that you wouldn't mind asphyxi-wanking yourself to death just to see what hell had to offer. When I'm an overweight, balding divorcee, who works as a bank teller in HSBC's local branch, I can only hope that I have a record or two of theirs to listen to while I cry into my Chicken Kiev dinner for one.
Godspeed You! Black Emperor - Lift Yr. Skinny Fists Like Antennas To Heaven
Godspeed You! Black Emperor - Moya
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