[Music] Sieben – Crumbs (reviewed by Santa Sangre)


Much respect to Peter Marks of Santa Sangre Magazine for reviewing my favorite Apocalyptic Folk violinist (and very cool chap) Matt Howden.

[Reviewed by Peter Marks] Ah just look at him on the cover in his Sunday tea time best. Flip the panel and you’ll see how thin the veneer is as a Guy Fawkes mask and full fencing uniform greet you; there can be no doubt that we’re living in extraordinarily perilous times with one guy […]

via Sieben – Crumbs — Santa Sangre

[Music] The Hare And The Moon – The Hare And The Moon


The Hare And The Moon were a folk horror (yes, it’s a genre) band out of Scotland who finally ended their run in early 2017 after a string of astounding discs.

This disc seems to be the first one they released in 2009.  Their sound reminds me of early Current 93, especially during the period when they released Swastikas For Noddy (Goddy).  A truly exquisite gem in all of its weirdness.

[Music] Soliman Gamil – A Map of Egypt Before the Sands


It’s for albums like this that I have such a love of Bandcamp.  This release originally came out in 1997, and was a collection of pieces of Soliman Gamil’s other records for the Touch Label.  Though they would have made lovely soundtrack music, it’s more an exploration of and experimentation with Egyptian classical music.  A well-done reissue by Mike Harding and Touch.

[Music] Abu Obaida Hassan – Abu Obaida Hassan & His Tambour: The Shaigiya Sound of Sudan


Abu Obaida Hassan had a wonderful career during the 1970s and 1980s making the kids sway in Khartoum, Sudan with his tambour, but by the second decade of this century, Sudanese media pronounced him dead.  Thankfully, he is far from it, and courtesy of Ostinato Records, he has a fine retrospective coming out on May 18, 2018.

[Music] “The Deer’s Cry”, or St. Patrick’s Breastplate, sung by Angelina

A happy St. Patrick’s Day for you Catholic and Orthodox who celebrate his feast. The day has a special meaning for me personally as, last year on this date, we moved into our new home. I was the first to enter the home, and the first benediction, as worthless as it was as I’m no priest, was to utter St. Patrick’s Breastplate before moving items into the house.