Digging your thumbs into the black eyes of a skeletal patronee.
The flicker that sits inside the right eye of a demon that kills for free.
Envy to blame, and the two hands of a sun god that burns eternal.
The want of a blood moon and the water to bathe you like a saint.
A saint.
The ship’s hull and the death that washes over it like an arctic wind.
The two horns that gore you no matter which way you lean.
The envy, the blame and the footsteps of a silent wraith.
The want of a serpent to swallow you whole like a saint.
Shoot for all you despise.
Gun for all that you own.
The straight march that falters.
Digging your thumbs in.
Snipers at five.
The two horns that gore you,
The want of your blood moon.
Faerie Ring return and so does the RIFF, all caps. Faerie Ring take what would be a cookie cutter riff from anyone else and just JUICE it so thoroughly, with passion and energy and melodic interest and the all-important rhythmic groove (much more important to a good stoner riff than loud fuzz), that it just blows out your speaker and makes you mean mug. Guaranteed. I loved the wacky sounds they created in the studio that really push this over the edge from great into bonkers-great. pinkytheent
If you like to live on the edge and have no regard for mindless compliance or conformity, this might just be the ticket. But I gotta warn you, Auralayer's Thousand Petals is probably going to duke it out for Album of the Year at Clean and Sober Stoner, maybe even the Doom Charts, against the likes of Hail the Void, Faery Ring, Snakemother and Acid King. Once you cross that line, it can be hard to go back...
Cleanandsoberstoner.com Scott Spiers