Sardinian hinterland is something else in comparison to the idyllic postcards of the high bathing season. It is something else also from what you see in the folklore documentaries about the Sardinian traditional masks.
The land is bleak, made of stones and basaltic boulders, the landscape is fractured, broke up. Cities like Macomer, where HBoL lives, are agglomerations of concrete barracks, rough roads, closed factories, industrial and commercial decadence. Only local traditions, the ones that are too obscure and uneasy to tell, resist in the villages that rise in
the surrounding hills, within the woods where evidence of civilizations that date 5.000 years ago.
"Sex and Dead Cities" is a reflection, a meditation, a testimony of an area left to itself to rust, where living it's difficult if not unbearable. Surviving becomes a necessity, through the deafening flame of the ancestral rites, which forged the story of those rocks which the hills are made of, that now remain half-buried. Rites manifested through obsessive repetition and daze, in the attempt to elevate to a higher dimension.
Five tracks full of industrial reminiscences, feral screams and psychotropic paranoia.
Recorded, mixed and produced by HBoL at Nasprias Cave in winter 2018/19
Mastered by Nicolas Esterle and cut by Frédéric Alstadt at Ångström, Brussels, BE
Laura Dem: vocals,sacred male horse skull, deathbass, samples, percussions, synths
MSMiroslaw: vocals, sacred female horse skull, clarinet, percussions, synths
supported by 11 fans who also own “Hermetic Brotherhood of Lux-Or - Sex and Dead Cities”
An absolutely astounding work. It sends my consciousness to another plane for the entirely of its run time. The 45 minutes that make up tracks 4, 5, and 6 are like nothing else I've ever heard. Levrikon