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This Is Fire
Spires That in the Sunset Rise
This Is Fire
Genres: Folk, Pop, Rock
 
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"Spires That in the Sunset Rise are a Chicago-based, all-female quartet whose ecstatic, communal psych-folk draws on the same fragrant smoke that fed the otherworldly likes of such vintage acts as Comus, Jan Dukes De Gr...  more »

     
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All Artists: Spires That in the Sunset Rise
Title: This Is Fire
Members Wishing: 1
Total Copies: 0
Label: Secret Eye Records
Original Release Date: 1/1/2006
Re-Release Date: 10/10/2006
Genres: Folk, Pop, Rock
Styles: Contemporary Folk, Folk Rock, Progressive, Progressive Rock
Number of Discs: 1
SwapaCD Credits: 1
UPC: 777215110984

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"Spires That in the Sunset Rise are a Chicago-based, all-female quartet whose ecstatic, communal psych-folk draws on the same fragrant smoke that fed the otherworldly likes of such vintage acts as Comus, Jan Dukes De Grey, or COB, as well as on the crypto-ethnicity of the Sun City Girls' Carnival Folklore Resurrection series or the gothic spiritualism of Current 93. On their second album ... the foursome emit such inspired gusts of collective fire that they resemble a witches' coven almost as much as a band, their shadow-draped music seeming to issue forth organically from the soil like a sulfurous hot spring." -- PITCHFORK "Intoxicating and intense." -- THE WIRE "[Spires] navigate an empathic terrain that veers between acid-damaged Comus-inspired witchery and more mild-mannered areas that resemble Bridget St. John suffering from ergotism, or the Raincoats as a coven." -- DREAM "Generally, Spires are more jarring than comforting, reveling in dissonance and ramshackle percussion. Their compositions tend to be performed with the type of intensity that could tear apart a song at any moment." -- DUSTED "Those who dig on the new weird acoustic sounds of Larkin Grimm, Fursaxa, and Islaja are probably already familiar. I can also hear the ghost of Comus and even Current 93 among some of the more necromantic pieces, but there is a feral energy in this tangled overgrowth that is entirely unique and quite seductive." -- FOXY DIGITALIS The ladies are back with their third full-length, and are gearing up for twin U.S. and European tours to support it. Trading off instruments, vocals, and songwriting, this album is a dizzying incantation rich in texture and utterly transfixing.

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Outside the Circles of Time
Gregory Esteven | Louisiana | 07/12/2007
(5 out of 5 stars)

"About a year ago, right after a trip to Europe (I was feeling a bit depressed about the return to the banalities of daily life) I went with a friend to New Orleans, I think to see some experimental film. About half way there he popped in a mixed CD. As I gazed out the window at the swamp trees bathed in twilight mist, an eldritch tune began seeping out of the speakers like an intoxicating miasma; the song was "Imaginary Skin" from the Spires' second album, Four Winds the Walker. I had never heard anything like it. The soaring fiddles, the frenzied vocals...I knew I had stumbled upon something incredible. Since then, I have listened to the Spires obsessively.



All my life I have been searching for music which evokes a sense of the uncanny. The songs of the Spires do this for me like no others. All three albums are stellar, but "This is Fire" is a masterpiece which surpasses all my expectations. Whether I am sober or on drugs, time after time I plunge myself into darkness, forget my body and let this music transport me to that "other" world, the liminal realm between waking and dreaming, between the rational and the imaginary. Such passageways, usually invisible to the conscious mind, admit unto other dimensions where the void nature of the self becomes apparent. The music on this album is a gateway utilizing formulae which certain artists and mystics have hinted at throughout the ages. These are the keys to open the fairy circles; from the lyrics you can deduce the recipe of the witches' flying ointment; in their voices, combining in sinister arabesques, you can detect the subtle vibrations of the Abyss.



What I envision is a sort of laudanum-induced orientalist nightmare suggestive of a Faustian corruption of the soul with hints of Hammer's films of the late 60s and early 70s, real cobwebs and everything. This album can take you there."