An xxjfg archive for posts featuring Spectral Empire.
A guitar stab emerges from the gothic, reverberating haunts of giallo throb and vocal gristle, heralding the ascension from such dark concerns back towards the infinite. The pervasive congested atmosphere of so much of the recent night clears to reveal the pure arpegiated beauty, the breathless kiss, of a rumbling Lost Highway. The mechanised violence…
Along the coast of our beloved Brighton & Hove runs a tarmac’d band separating the oft raging sea from the more refined concerns of Victorian terraces and Modernist apartment buildings. This grey finger stretches out from the rote hedonism of our surviving pier along to the Shoreham Harbour Blues, a few miles to the west. …
If you venture out on a dark Halloween nite such as tonite in Peckham, you will die. As you bunch up your damp coat to keep the icy fingers of the winter from invading your fragile body, eyes will be watching from the shadows slashed across dilapidated buildings and spiking across the shimmering frosted death-grey…