 |
In the song, you hear a peculiar sound, of some weird instrument, something like a foghorn, something probably coming from a long large and hollow brazen tubing, something very coarse, something very lonely and very painful. It might as well be a synthesized tone. That shrilly tune is amongst the most distressed of sounds that I have ever heard.
It starts not so very separate from the ambient noise, like just another small wave slowly rising from a turbulent sea. Something like a faintly stirring sea of souls, of souls bearing suppressed pain. And it builds itself, rising every moment, serpenting up the pitch range, wavering gently, shaking with distress, suffering great pain in raising itself and summits to a treacherous and turbulent explosion of agony. A hollow and deeply pained cry follows. And the slow stirring of the sea again.
0 comments:
Post a Comment