HAWKWIND Blood of the Earth (2010)
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1971 : In Search of Space.
2010 : Blood of the Earth. 
Imagine golds already been achieved. The space belongs to them now and have been for some time now, looking for him there over 41 years (Formed in 1969)
, Hawkwind
has indeed found , Hawkwind
Hawkwind opened a breach (B
risure made a sharp blade) in space-time, through the esoteric atmospheres offered, dedicating it to a few trails heirs lost psychedelic universe, can think in White Hills
, and Farflung more recently
USChristmas and an infinite number of groups of the best known dust ... No doubt that
Hawkwind USChristmas and an infinite number of groups of the best known dust ... No doubt that
and Space-Rock
are inseparable.
are inseparable.
. I Wandered far in lands unknown .. A career
if consistent can obviously be the point of a single foot of intensity throughout, but envy, she remained intact, the strength of the escape Inter-stellar is neglected, and Dave Brock
, its foundations and final remaining member of his birth is now back with
Blood of the Earth, an album as a return to earth after a few decades in the stars so, surely, to see , its foundations and final remaining member of his birth is now back with
damage, bloody
... So where is the myth
Hawkwind ... So where is the myth
now?
.. Until I came to my earthly home ..
Contrary to appearances that can bring this poor planet, there would not particularly black, dark backgrounds and dark, horror and death for most of the plays, but an immeasurable longing, purity, others calm skies, causing still more dreams and those that land does not. The group will demonstrate its charm, its status in relation to all training modern (not to mention countless shit pervasive mass destruction 'completely lost') , what remains to be made, and then he does there will be more than see
...
The first song, " Seahawks " completely atypical and highly synthesized sounds and space
relatively dark, disturbing
, it will be of Besides the passage most black of CD. Vortices encircle us and enchant us phonations small, destabilizing an already fragile soil. It is not possible to measure the terror abstruse as it is buried impressive; the malsainité beyond the psychedelic sounds that will leave room for a Drone
a similar feeling to lead "
Blood of the Earth
" interlude dronesque the same caliber. The landing seems complex in that polluted air, completing even Blood of the Earth
(not that ...) , indeed, none of their meaning will not be spared, in addition to the smell of sewage (though although on the surface) , the external vision leads to a bunch abject normal the remainder arising from clear springs ... The impression that emerges from this flange early album is flawless, Hawkwind do not let him down and embarks galaxy, his dreams, his den, to achieve win, to fuck a huge slap in the face to everyone. This interlude which I issued the body a little higher, actually sounds like an epilogue travel skeud fence ... And yet. The rest
we will countries in this group of nostalgic chimeric wondrous. Truly indefinable, waves of unknown atmospheres as clear as pure strike gently with the insistence of contemplative minds peaks for a paroxysm of pleasure. As if Hawkwind had created a loophole
ground to allow free passage to
endless
endless
confines of the Milky Way, jerking the flanges disgusting remaining deeply he despises, looking disintegrate at the rate of free fall in the fire-gravity. . Into the Void We Have to travel. Lost in the middle of nowhere , stunned by oscillations psychedelic multicolored tearful variations can be observed as entities in a first step, "
Wraith
"a monster
"a monster
Space-Rock worthy of the first flights of the group, the most direct and outspoken participant in the explosion which land is held. Despite legitimate concerns induced by this title, yet it is mostly the trouble to remember that we are in the presence of advanced musicians ages, but as you never know is still done, and nonsense.
Before continuing distribution, in order, slaps, a little digression is erected, along with " Green Machine", a song absolutely indefinable sailing nowhere in space and may extend either in whole Blood of the Earth . Most criticism came on the sound, too clean, too smooth, and also on the consistency of certain pieces, just as including the title mentioned above and can also, to highlight the differential
of this work, states
er "
er "
'd Better Believe It " an old song re-recorded for the occasion (present on Hall of the Mountain Grill , 1974) .
Firstly, I think that the evolution of the production is normal in so many years, in fact, we can not possibly expect to find an album by the same example In Search of Space Doremi Fasol or Latido . Explained above, the space has already been discovered, the sound and the songs are in a scholarly osmosis, as it were, differently, at the time. " Green Machine "
(From Niall Hone, who joined the group in 2008), passing the most romantic, is flown to sonic and guitars, walking through the stars in all Inocente without any weakfish, without any decompression, without the slightest shadow on his hovering glide, very properly, perhaps too cleanly, but why not, for a moment, stealing with impunity ...
. Drifting was silver beam. As for " You'd Better Believe i t
" it fits perfectly, it is all very sumptuous, this last group effort, resulting in landscapes
Rock-Psychedelic
Rock-Psychedelic
with a grace insane. The recovery of this particular title is no coincidence, Dave Brock him, the cosmic man , is more able to describe their drawings, designs, experiencing feelings of loss to be on land, desires to escape incessant authenticate the disaster and then slip away for eternity in the lands of
Orion
. For this, Hawkwind
. For this, Hawkwind
has recast his enthusiasm to the delight of a planet which has now strictly nothing to do, moving ever further in the atom in the universe, you'd better believe it ... Although Blood of the Earth seems to provide a comprehensive picture of compact and smooth after many plays, there is still, and by the way, it was heartening that the Songs are all more or less different, all have something unique to offer, there is not one to abandon, sending everyone into a body Heavenly specific enough to explore in all its splendor, the cosmos, a kind of psychedelic meeting on one tiny disc black and silver, to thrill ... That is, how Hawkwind hit a great shot, put the bar out of reach ... While " Comfy Chair " has a taste for renunciation, uplifting melancholy of elsewhere, "Sweet Obsession
" embeds in an atmosphere almost catchy
, referring to heaven; very dangerous but divinely directed, history certify again the amazing mastery of the group, which has literally taken over the whole known (The rest, their domain) .
. .. I Have inner visions Words depleted and the songs continue, I would even say the omission of the most prodigious, such as the unlikely " Inner Visions
. The entire system is solar questioned (It is not their problem that you wonder about the normality of the contents of your day slavery)
... In the middle of album, is shot through this old
... In the middle of album, is shot through this old
land or the delivery of psycho-weathering waves towards the sun and its surroundings? No doubt in any case that the inner vision of Hawkwind seems deeper than the black holes
, sorry for the insult, the infinite path space. The journey is the most extravagant, and the body, this flesh, these bones are breaking the sound forward, this penetrating voice. The space, nothingness is at hand, then around, wriggling and spirit, which absorb the light beams, will display his inherent enjoyment.
secret inside .. I Have Dreams. Thriving in its sphere onic s, v group has always and still further, the point of no return now invisible, scattered with a flange of souls everywhere in the solar atmosphere, and "Prometheus
"will still be sailing, flying, boat
Hawkwind horizons through crystal silver with these constantly sounds like asteroid tsunamis typhoons accompanied by shooting stars, clear voice surfing in outer space. The music evolves in a kind Post-Psychedelic , distressing ease. I can not define the entity deepest, where the space-time goes wrong at the climax, as the choice is complex, however, "
Prometheus" is a comet no astronomical center could not fall, lost in the stars.
But if only it all ... Blood of the Earth end his trip with " Sentinel", a decline in the endless universe, an absolute reverence for the earth and all known after their final visit. Inevitable, dreams elsewhere, a longing for the unattainable. A "highly Post-Rock always tinged with a psychedelic scholar harmonious, sounding the end of time Hawkwind
, memories of their explorations celestial, cosmic their travels, and your blood ... on earth.
Certainly, the time of salvation, withdrawal, cessation may last a few more minutes with the two bonus tracks are on basic editing, then double vinyl .. . Story to fill the vase overflow of emotion, full to empty itself. "Starshine " instrumental and "Sunship " as contemplation of the acquis, as the camera of Enter The Void sailing through the streets of psychedelic Tokyo except here, so sublime they shine, which carries ...
Time observations, Hawkwind is out of category, has crushed all his brightness, his entire flight, all the rest; and there is no doubt in my hand, Blood of the Earth had been album of 2010, and probably more.
. Is This The Reason; Deep Inside Our Minds.
To abridge, condense, synthesize, simplify, and avoid a time of daily reading too intense for three or four guys (By the way, girls, it is cabbage this album, you should consider ...) who pass on this page (And of course, resent point them, the cabbage side of the disc) (It also goes without saying that to take a slap by old will not be pleasing to the gentlemen, or sensual, for these gals) , so yes, summarize:
offers with Blood of the Earth one of the most significant is that evasion rather than a daydream, who will forget the desire to create a new country specific and extended in order to to cram billions of corpses that would please (sa) see.
.Space is dark it is so endless
.t/
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