After months of listening to them, I'd say Maudlin of the Well's music. Note for note, the richest in symbolism goodness.
Which music (or band) is the most Symbolic?
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Obyeybyeogone
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AngelWitch73
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MAUDLIN OF THE WELL are the sort of band that I have to be in the mood to hear. They´re so incredibly unique...
Who are they ..I have heard many good things about them yet haven't ever tried to take a listen to em ... whats a good song
Who are they ..I have heard many good things about them yet haven't ever tried to take a listen to em ... whats a good song
Demonspell
cheating the polygraph
Because many of their songs are entirely different and can alter your perception of the band completely, it's hard to recommend individual tracks. Fortunately, they have a site at mp3.com, linked through www.darksymphonies.com
Kushantaiidan
SPASIBA AX.
I suggest trying Birth Pains Of Astral Projection...
It is the first song by them I heard, ans it sums the band up very well..
I highly recommend trying this song...
Maudlin Of The Well are simply fucking good.
It is the first song by them I heard, ans it sums the band up very well..
I highly recommend trying this song...
Maudlin Of The Well are simply fucking good.
Obyeybyeogone
New Metal Member
The ferryman and Whogawoogas gift of art is really cool as well (It's not whogawooga it's a real name I forgot)
D Mullholand
[project closed]
Birth Pains of Astral Projection, a beautiful poem. Finally we have a real poet in a metal/post-metal band, of which there was a shortage since Aaron Stainthorpe.
Symbolic music... I suggest Current 93, plenty of recurring symbolism in their lyrics, and a band with a real creative vision too.
Here's a sample poem from Current 93 - maybe not the most obviously symbolic, but among the best, I think.
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The frolic
i take your hand
we walk towards where the roses once grew
i lie back in the grass and dream of how it once was
the rubbishstrewn streets
riperising smell of gutters and rain
the children abandoned
mother recalls child in pool
what is that that lies? deadchilddead
i have such nightmares and you're all in all of them
it's worse than you or i can ever know
on the edge of the clouds we crouch
we smile and spit
the pool of saliva carrascates below our feet
it shifts
children with knives begin to rise from it
they laugh and blow kisses at the moon
we think it's the rain
i see a bird move onto the table in my garden
its beak scoops up the seeds
the green of the grass and the blue of the sky
are immense and terrifying
everything seems so close
so very very close
should a storm come
should a storm break and halo all around us
as some savage and blind god
jerking his hands out to us
the birds drop all around us
i walk into the altar room
all the buddhas are smashed there
Avalokitesvara's hundred faces lie shattered
i have done this
i walk to the makeshift redbrick altar a hundred years ago
there is a small brass image there
i have built this
the red and black ants mill around
unknown journeys
i take my lighter and torch them
i take my lighter and torch them
i weep i weep
the ants scatter or writhe
i take my lighter and torch them torch them
i have done this
i am surrounded by butterflies
the chid's legs lay smashed
please pray for him she says to me
too late
alas oh so too late
i see the twinkling stars
i drop a photograph
i bend to pick it up
my heart leaps as i see your face
stare up at me from the paper
as if still alive on this earth
when i return my eyes to the stars
they gathered
they pucker
and are blind
and are blind
so lost are we
oh what have i become
i have become that i hate
i have become that i shall say no
the bird is dead now alas
a voice whispers to me
and says nothing nothing
there is nothing
i look to my right and see her face again
and again the world disappears
and all fall down
all fall down
all fall down i all fall down
all fall down i all fall down
we all fall down
we all fall down
Symbolic music... I suggest Current 93, plenty of recurring symbolism in their lyrics, and a band with a real creative vision too.
Here's a sample poem from Current 93 - maybe not the most obviously symbolic, but among the best, I think.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
The frolic
i take your hand
we walk towards where the roses once grew
i lie back in the grass and dream of how it once was
the rubbishstrewn streets
riperising smell of gutters and rain
the children abandoned
mother recalls child in pool
what is that that lies? deadchilddead
i have such nightmares and you're all in all of them
it's worse than you or i can ever know
on the edge of the clouds we crouch
we smile and spit
the pool of saliva carrascates below our feet
it shifts
children with knives begin to rise from it
they laugh and blow kisses at the moon
we think it's the rain
i see a bird move onto the table in my garden
its beak scoops up the seeds
the green of the grass and the blue of the sky
are immense and terrifying
everything seems so close
so very very close
should a storm come
should a storm break and halo all around us
as some savage and blind god
jerking his hands out to us
the birds drop all around us
i walk into the altar room
all the buddhas are smashed there
Avalokitesvara's hundred faces lie shattered
i have done this
i walk to the makeshift redbrick altar a hundred years ago
there is a small brass image there
i have built this
the red and black ants mill around
unknown journeys
i take my lighter and torch them
i take my lighter and torch them
i weep i weep
the ants scatter or writhe
i take my lighter and torch them torch them
i have done this
i am surrounded by butterflies
the chid's legs lay smashed
please pray for him she says to me
too late
alas oh so too late
i see the twinkling stars
i drop a photograph
i bend to pick it up
my heart leaps as i see your face
stare up at me from the paper
as if still alive on this earth
when i return my eyes to the stars
they gathered
they pucker
and are blind
and are blind
so lost are we
oh what have i become
i have become that i hate
i have become that i shall say no
the bird is dead now alas
a voice whispers to me
and says nothing nothing
there is nothing
i look to my right and see her face again
and again the world disappears
and all fall down
all fall down
all fall down i all fall down
all fall down i all fall down
we all fall down
we all fall down
Demonspell
cheating the polygraph
Oyo...that's Marid's gift of art, a song exposing a childlike fragility somewhat at odds with most of their music.
Twice Forgotten
its not me, its the drugs
D Mullholand
[project closed]
I think I do. But Maudlin of the Well, I'd associate their music with Impressionism even more than with Symbolism (to bring some already established art-current definitions into the discussion). Impressionism in music is about a special importance of tone colour, texture, sound layering; this music has to be evocative first and foremost. I see a lot of impressionistic features in MotW. What do you think?
While we're at it... Xtokalon, what do you think of the lyric I quoted in my previous post ("The Frolic" from Current 93)? I'm looking for some good poetry to read - could you recommend some of your favourite poets?
D Mullholand
