Tuesday, November 19, 2013

...our lady's selling tissues for the tears, for all the years of blessed rape in the name of our sweet lord...

 

There was a two year period during college when I was completely obsessed with The Legendary Pink Dots.  I devoured every single album of theirs I could get my hands on, and even once took a road-trip to DC to interview them for a Canadian music magazine.  On a certain kind of day and in a certain state of mind, they still do something really good for me.

This has always been one of my favorite Dots songs.  I have no idea how Edward Ka-spel interprets it, but to me it's always felt like a hymn sung by a space cult.  Also, it's about five times heavier live.

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