Beautiful storm-laden track, very serious stuff this music. Wonderful musical thunder.
March of Cemetary Ghost was the second, hair-prickling atmosphere to enter, suitably sombre and respectful, in a way. Followed by another mournful musical soliliquy, Faceless, backed by strings, winding its way through the track. Cry Which Nobody Hears (Part I), moody, gloomy strings and synth sounds, build into the beginning of the story... a child is born. It is a sadness, having five children, that is difficult to bear, even listen to.
Next, the title track, almost a relief. Some nice churchlike organs resound (a particular favourite), so what is the pain without a name? Is it a spiritual angst, that once resolved will ease the pain of living? We then enter the 'climax' in the form of a soft rock track. It fitted well.
...And She Starts with Death, nice goth-rock, quite gentle stuff. Quite a light piece by comparison. Cry Which Nobody Hears (part II) starts with gentle strings with a lead, that starts to build in chorus. Then, the piano sews it neatly together. It's like the soundtrack to fond memories, reminiscent of reminiscence, reflective.
Die in Solitude begins a little more dramatically. Some lovely resonating layers going on, but still quite optimistic sounding, quite happy. After all, who knows what lies beyond? Then, The End, and suddenly a darker sense of the drama that has been unfolding, somewhat ambiently for the most part. The vocals are what I would imagine some pagan meeting would sound like, some archaic chant to the god Pan, some leafy dirge!-)
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