In one of the most astounding feats of prolific music making in recent memory, Ice Dragon has released their third album this year, along with two split EPs with Fellwoods and Kroh. While the recordings are lo-fi and obviously done quickly, there’s a lot of care and detail gone into them. Despite their hyperproductivity, Ice Dragon are not the type of band to repeat themselves much. July’s Dream Dragon was an exploration of psychedelic music, while summertime whimsey dies a slow, painful death in Greyblackfalconhawk, an appropriately autumnal exercise in absolutely miserable desolation while managing to stand apart from the genres like funereal doom.
I looked below me where the earth was silent in a sick green light, and saw the hills look up afraid and the grasses on the hills and all the animals; and everywhere about me were the cries of frightened birds and sounds of fleeing wings. I was the chief of all the heavens riding there, and when I looked behind me, all the twelve black horses reared and plunged and thundered and their manes and tails were whirling hail and their nostrils snorted lightning. And when I looked below again, I saw the slant hail falling and the long, sharp rain, and where we passed, the trees bowed low and all the hills were dim.
-Black Elk
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