An xxjfg archive for posts featuring Popol Vuh.
Popul Vuh need the barest of introductions on these pages that have held so many electronic love letters to a certain period of Germanic Rock. Their euphoric, transcendent soundtracks for the incomparable Werner Herzog have in many ways overshadowed their own independent musical output. The melding of Herzogs desperate, often primal imagery to Popol Vuh’s…
Ah, Vangelis, where would we be without you? Surely we wouldn’t have danced with gods and demons over portentous clouds of a blinding blue, or roamed the streets of hallucinated eastern bazaars where weasely merchants display their strange wares in a most ramshackle manner, baroque pieces of analogical technology blessed with spells of a sublime…
Dread at the Controls: In which our hero reveals that we’re fucked and we’re all going to die. Here’s the good news: The Beast isn’t coming. Here’s the bad news: He isn’t coming ‘cos we scare him too much. Blind Willie Johnson: Dark was the Night (Cold was the Ground) Yeah, it seems that despite…