These Are Truly The Last Days

There shall be more reviews - mainly because I like writing them but also because a review seems a lot more "official" than just saying "oh, this album is a completely pile of dung" or "oh, this album is pretty nifty". The next one should surface before the end of the week. I have a little something-something in mind.

But anyway, moving on. I decided to bring out the big guns last night which meant I brought out good ol' Godspeed You! Black Emperor yet again. Let me tell you a little something about them (from now on referred to as GY!BE); GY!BE makes postrock. Very very good postrock to that. They've become the very epicenter of the entire canadian postrock-society with so many sideprojects in the same genre their entire estethic formula and fragments of their sounds lives in pretty much ever living canadian postrock-act - and there are plenty of those. Some people would say that the biggest of these little on-the-side things - A Silver Mt. Zion Memorial Orchestra and Tra-La-La Band - is better, but to me GY!BE remains king of that throne.

As I was saying; I decided to listen to GY!BE again for the first time in quite a while. This is mainly because this kind of postrock often needs a very special and definite state of mind to be able to give the most emotional value for the listener. Sure, it's always good but it's not exactly giving to listen to a 28 minuter long track without having set your mind to it. But I went into that "phase" last night and I feel fucking cleansed. It's music bordering on being more-than-music. Something a little bigger than "music", really.

Oh, just get Lift Yr. Skinny Fists Like Antennas To Heaven and see for yourselves. I doubt anyone following this piece of advice will ever regret it.