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— Tristan Whitehill

The Spiritual Dawn

 from Baudelaire’s “Flowers of Evil”

When the morning white and rosy breaks,
With the gnawing Ideal, upon the debauchee,
By the power of a strange decree,
Within the sotted beast an Angel wakes.

The mental Heaven's inaccessible blue,
For wearied mortals that still dream and mourn,
Expands and sinks; towards the chasm drawn.
Thus, cherished goddess, Being pure and true—

Upon the rests of foolish orgy-nights
Thine image, more sublime, more pink, more clear,
Before my staring eyes is ever there.

The sun has darkened all the candle lights;
And thus thy spectre like the immortal sun,
Is ever victorious—thou resplendent one!

 

Polish recording artist Zaumne has a new 12" LP via fellow Polish label Mondoj. This record was commissioned for a mysterious art collective known as WET and inspired by Baudelaire’s “Flowers of Evil”, already you can see this release is rife with esoteric signifiers and glimpses into a secluded world.

This album is inherently challenging but rewarding not due to any abrasive quality, but the reference of sensual ASMR and lulling tones that accentuate skeletal percussion. The head space is boggling, a ghost 3 inches from your ear whispering poetry as you wander through a purple garden at dusk. The cover has this image that is so uncanny due to the color orange crinkling into peach. This music feels like this crinkling orange at places and I cannot understand why.

This record will sit on your shelf, gently reminding you without being played that you are again one needle away from this wet hot crinkling story. Maybe not for certain environments, but a gorgeous work of art none the less. Listen Below: