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Stillicide

by Yellow Eyes

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000 concise and BLAZINGLY FRIGID.
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fluid show If you want traditional style black metal in terms of its instrumentation and overall songwriting style, these guys are the best right now.

Extremely creative riff-writing, unparalleled musicianship, seamless song structures, and fantastic choice in atmospheric introductions. The opening riff to this title track floored me, and the intro (before the band itself comes in) will haunt and soothe me forever. Favorite track: Stillicide.
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Matthew Toye I'm not a doctor but I'm writing you a prescription as one supporter to another. Listen to Yellow Eyes twice a day if you're a fan of top shelf black metal. Call me in the morning. Favorite track: Heat From Other Days.
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Shapeshifting If they follow in the same steps as this ep and "The Desert Mourns" then YE will become one of my all time black metal bands, easily. Favorite track: Heat From Other Days.
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xhrl_ Of the Yellow Eyes with which I am familiar, this is the one I consider the finest. Yellow Eyes does black metal their way and they are unique. I consider this essential black metal if you feel, like me, that black metal can be transfiguring, even bring joy and life through its bleakness. I love that irony -- but even more so, I love this superb work by Yellow Eyes. Favorite track: Stillicide.
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1.
Stillicide 06:23
I have no dreams A tree fell and crushed the taut strings Outside the gate A figure at the same place Picks at the tar and waits for my house His gasping question How long will you survive? After rain stillicide drips from the roof Into his old tin cans I don’t see where he takes water A paste, crushed leaves and spit Is brought out And painted on him, straining I have no dreams From the roof I hear him scream The fishing lines that held me up Are caught under the tree I hope it rains enough to rot it quickly
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I took the lower path Full of pellets, unresolved To avoid the lighted room under the lake I remember at first The tilted blue oceans of the valley As evening took the color from the weeds I tried to keep the bread and water face From showing on the mountain Many years inside the lighted room A lacerated grin hung from my jaw Complicated panes of glass And passing shoulders locked me in When I was old enough I pushed aside a tile And snaked through the cold muck Into the vast and brittle day I took the lower path Full of pellets, unresolved And I let the heat from other days become my fire

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One-sided 12" available at SibirRecords.com (limited to 166) SOLD OUT

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released November 28, 2014

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Yellow Eyes New York, New York

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