Boris Christoff meets Dead Can Dance
Looking for Celtic/Gothic rock on behalf of a friend (and having received a few very nice recommendations in private, for artists on and outside Jamendo) I discovered this beautiful surprise.
The dark/Gothic element in music is a trap. It can lead to a tendency of giving more attention to appearences than to essence, which is why many of the albums dedicated to this genre seem to have all the necessary "packaging" but unfortunately lack in verve and truth.
But there is no fanfare here; only simplicity, sobriety, tenderness - and most important of all, sincerity. Everything depends on the particularity of the singer's voice (a rich and expressive baritone with a remote echo of Boris Christoff), the delicate instrumentations and unpretentious but solemn and imposing melodies. There is genuine beauty and passion, poetry inherent in each note, creating a magical atmosphere of dark but enticing fairy tale.
I don't understand a word of what you are singing, but at the end of the album I had tears in my eyes and a feeling of purification in my soul.
Thank you.
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