Saturday, 6 February 2010

Ox. Eagle. Lion. Man

Ox. Eagle. Lion. Man

These guys are one of my favourite criminally underrated bands. Lead by the brilliant Frederick Blood-Royale, a lyrical genius in his own right and backed up with mathematically improbbable percussion, twisted, drowned, looped keys and prog heavy, abstract guitar layers. Somehow these elements come together to make dark, post-apocolyptic lyrical themes and make them seem like pop music of the renaissance played by a band from a desolate pangaea ultima centuries from now.

You simply have to get these tracks-

The drowned and the saved
Where dead voices gather

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