Memory keeper. Mostly music and movies, plus some series and video games. Obscure darkness meets pop culture glow.
However much time passes, eventually that mood comes when I get back to thinking about My Dying Bride and the need to listen to their music as the soft and soothing pillow my soul needs. And I still haven’t heard all their records, so I always give a shot to something new. This one didn’t disappoint either; gives what I expect, serves what I need, does what they do.
I already noted this one before but every once in a while I return to this state of mind where The Cry of Mankind is my only and one saviour. The guitar strings resonate with my soul and the ship horns are like lighthouse beacons in the night. All of its 12 minutes are pure essence without a single note to miss.
It doesn’t matter when and how many times I listen to these two records I will never get bored of them. I already know every single note of them but they are always like a return to home.