Spectral Bride
by Giles Corey
If there's a more depressive track that's been released this year, I haven't heard it. The sluggish acoustic guitar, slowly prodding along with it's bluesy strut is the foundation for the full 7+ minute duration of the song. It starts slowly, alone, then the vocals begin like a choir of corpses, singing in plaintive tones, there's a sincerity in the vocal that evokes and invites the most genuine sorrow. Slowly the piano and drum fills join in, then the horns, until all is a blistering crescendo of suffering and grace. The structure is not unique but it's execution most certainly is; It's as if the guitar, alone, bummed out, begins to strut down the street, and all the tortured souls on the boulevard join him gradually, until a stroll becomes a march.
The track has a very smokey flavor, very crisp yet clouded with intangibility. However through all the turbidity and negative space there is a suffering so clear and so striking that it makes you stop, and you can't help but join Giles Corey on his walk through redemption. Because there is a very strong feeling of salvation here, through all the dense murk and pain there is a light at the end of the tunnel, a hope that things will get better. It's a song of the deepest pathos, the most emotionally affecting song I've heard all year.
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