Some doom and glom can be allright. In the right doses. And the right style.

And Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio have that style. In swathes.

Today, I want to push you to listen to their release “Songs 4 Hate & Devotion (For All Of You, Who Mean Nothing To Me)”. I know, it’s hard to get. But it’s worth the hunt.

They play Apocalyptic Folk, a very moody blend of NeoFolk, slightly experimental Electronica and sexually as well as politically/socio-culturally filled lyrical themes. (“In Heaven, Only Abstinence Remains”, “Long Knives and Little Men”, “If Christ Is The Answer Then What Is The Question?”)

They weave wonderfully dark and deep tapestries of sound and thought. And in this album it’s… As if Death In June took “Of Runes and Men” and “Rose Clouds of Holocaust” and made an antire album following the footsteps of those two songs.

This is modern, modern-sounding!, music for candlelight, wine, whiskey, intimate erotic moments and gazing at the stars.

This is music you can think to. Think with. Think about. It can make you open your mind and examine those thoughts you don’t want to think about for too long most of the time. But sometimes, sometimes it can be cathartic to let thoughts of apocalypse and dystopia wash over you. Like the Bene Gesserit litany against fear says. Sometimes you need to let fear wash over you, to defeat it and crown yourself as the emperor of you own being again.

“A World Not So Beautiful [a Song 4 the Emperor]” (A hauntingly beautiful song, and so frighteningly… Frightening right now.)

London is burning, ignited with love
Misunderstandings, descend from above
Paris has fallen; the flag has been raised
A nation in ruins, once pompous and great
Brothers are fighting, in pleasure and pain
There is no refuge, in the ladies of Spain
Brussels is drowning; the flood has commenced
The secrets of Europe, are waking again
Berlin is falling; it has been besieged
Europe is burning, for you and for me
Rome is collapsing, just like before
This is the future, it’s Europe at war

Let me take your little hand, let me make you understand
That the world is not as beautiful and free, like you believe

Belgrade is bleeding; the past was retrieved
Prague under siege, in tears we concede
The uproars in Munich, in crystals they march
Amsterdam trembles; there’s no light in the dark
Brothers are fighting, in pleasure and pain
There is no refuge, in the ladies of Spain
Vienna has perished, consumed by its past
Zurich is ruined; the gold did not last
Berlin is falling; it has been besieged
Europe is burning, for you and for me
Rome is collapsing, just like before
This is the future, it’s Europe at war

This is also music to which you can shut off your conscious thoughts and simply let the mood and texture and beat lead you towards those slightly obfuscated areas in your mind. Those thoughts that push you towards your darker urges and desires. And with the right person, this album can take you both there. Enjoying yourself all the way towards the end. Sharply smiling, heading towards mutual satisfaction outside of common norms.

“Lucifer in Love” (Dark, twisted, yet honest love and romance.)

My body is cleansed with flowers and wine
Bodies of passion in linen entwined
Your body undressed and stockings reveal
You’re naked and longing and yearning to feel
Venus is rising to salvage the earth
A flower ascending in blossom through dirt
In blood and perfection this world shall be cleansed
So lust and cumpassion may flourish again
The angels are feasting on blood of the meek
In blossom with treason I play with the weak
Fading roses cover me
And semen makes my spirit free

“The sacrifice was made in the name of me
The sacrifice was made in the name of you
You call me by my middle name
I’m Lucifer in love, in love with you”

The words you have heard and the things you have seen
Shall vanquish the morals you’ve tried to defeat
When time has demised and mankind has burned
Then madness shall rise and love shall return
The nectars I drink from the cleft to your soul
Shall nourish the yearnings and murder control
I see how you ache from the crown that you wear
I cut out your heart just to see if you care
Your lips shall devour the flesh underneath
My sperm in your mouth is the proof that I need
Fading roses cover me
And semen makes my spirit free

If you can, get this album.
It’s really worth the hunt.

This was money exquisitely well spent for me.

And, yes. You can’t just listen to those songs without a critical eye. They’re not meant for that. At least not the first time.

Let’s expand on somethin I’ve said a few days/weeks ago. (1)

This might get a really, really, really long series. A really, really, really long one.
I write too fucking many tangents, don’t I? Yes. Yes I do.

This is about saxophones.
And why I miss them in contemporary music.

And one of the most epic saxophone parts in rock music must be in the track I’m about to post. If you know any other great examples… Hit me with them in the comments section!
But first, listen to the awesome song here. [It’s the video version, which is two minutes shorter, taking some breath away from this song, but still being perfectly awesome in itself!]

Gerry RaffertyBaker Street [City to City] | 1978 | Rock

[expand title=”Lyrics”]Windin’ your way down on Baker Street
Light in your head and dead on your feet
Well another crazy day
You’ll drink the night away
And forget about everything
This city desert makes you feel so cold.
It’s got so many people but it’s got no soul
And it’s taking you so long
To find out you were wrong
When you thought it had everything

You used to think that it was so easy
You used to say that it was so easy
But you’re tryin’
You’re tryin’ now
Another year and then you’ll be happy
Just one more year and then you’ll be happy
But you’re cryin’
You’re cryin’ now

Way down the street there’s a lad in his place
He opens the door he’s got that look on his face
And he asks you where you’ve been
You tell him who you’ve seen
And you talk about anything

He’s got this dream about buyin’ some land
He’s gonna give up the booze and the one night stands
And then he’ll settle down there’s a quiet little town
And forget about everything

But you know he’ll always keep movin’
You know he’s never gonna stop movin
Cus he’s rollin’
He’s the rollin’ stone

And when you wake up it’s a new mornin’
The sun is shinin’ it’s a new morning
You’re goin’
You’re goin’ home.[/expand]

This song has a particularly great origin story. Instead of re-telling it here, click on the Song’s name. It’s short enough, and it involves jamming musicians and corporate lawyers. Just got, read it. I’ll wait for you.

Told you it was funny, didn’t I?

Now to the song. It opens in a really weird way. Like the opening tune to a 70s medical drama. Looking at its date of inception, that isn’t surprising. But it then immediately transforms into those awesome, crystal-clear and entrancing saxophone tones. This sax riff is probably the most known sax riff world wide. I’m willing to bet that each and every one of you knows it, even though you’ve never heard the song in its entirety. The guitar solo later on is also a damn-near masterpiece. The way they portray it in the video is perfectly fitting for the mood of this song.

Sunglasses, laid back, utterly in-the-moment. Giving it its fullest and best. … The way you should live life, if you ask me.

The song as a whole is parts soothing and parts upbeat. In a really good mixture. It’s generally more of a summer song that way, for me, but it’s also a “nightside” song. Test it out. Get together with some friends for a party lasting into the night and put this song when you’re all relaxed and slightly quieter. Smiling into your drinks, remembering fond memories or looking back at the last, great conversation. Put this song in RIGHT THE FUCK THEN. And watch people smile some more. I guarantee those smiles with the right crowd of intimate, good friends.

I also want to take the last verse for myself and the ending of this year and the upcoming beginning of the next.

“And when you wake up it’s a new mornin’
The sun is shinin’ it’s a new morning
You’re goin’
You’re goin’ home.”

This song’s also a small oddity. It’s not all that in-tune with the rest of the album. As such, I wouldn’t recommend the whole album to a friend. I really wouldn’t. It’s my cup of tea, but it’s… On the edge. Most of you wouldn’t like it. BUT! (And that’s a MC Frontalot kind of but!) But go to Amazon or iTunes and buy this song. You won’t be disappointed. :)

Oh, yeah. Remember that party where you should put this song on?
Follow it with this one, and just… Float away.
I also recommend good Whiskey as the drink-soundtrack to this chillness-soundtrack.

Dave Stewart & Candy Dulfer – Lily Was Here | 1989 | Smooth Jazz