A prayerful collage of anger and dejection. Microcosm, mesocosm, macrocosm. Μηλινόη uncaged once more. Death, black, doom, noise, and the harsh edges of hiphop.
A new old experiment. Μηλι speaking directly from the underworld. New and old harsh metal / noise / dungeon / gaze. To be continued, elaborated upon, or not. It is what it is.
[ΜΕΛΙ] They let me out of my cage, so you’re getting pregnant static, subconscious rhythm, plaintive voices and religious noise.
This is one of this year’s most important albums. To me, of course, but then again I have a long history with The Wanderers—because that’s what planet means in the first place. Wanderers across our heavens, bodies that seemingly defy the fixedness of the stars, personalities. But maybe the Wanderers will be important to you too.
Μηλινόη’s latest playlist, feat. Body Void / Keeper, Chrome Waves, The Ember The Ash, False, Geistaz’ika, Ghostwriter, Les Chants du Hasard, Serpent Column, Turia, and Vile Creature.
Songs that ache and drip with a sad and uncompromising romantic seriousness that we sometimes try to dismiss in ourselves as juvenile, but which never quite goes away.
It feels close. It feels like a warm reminder that there are many of us out there with a shared love for musical expression and experimentation. It is a culture where our ϙueer preoccupation with sex and death is not just lived but cast through a variety of creative lenses, and I love it.
Vaguely lovelorn for the unknown, despairing, Μηλινόη invites you to drink of her cup, aural waters calmer than usual, but by no means easy to digest.
The one, the only, the original Castle Metal. OBSEQUIAE is back with its most polished album yet, far ahead of what little competition there is. But will it turn out to be the herald of a new era?