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The last days of our empire, collapsing around us as frail snowdrifts on the foothills, cement the false impression of endlessness. We are dust only for an instant.

Recorded and mastered December 2005 in Edinburgh by Brian Lavelle. Cover photograph by Brian Lavelle. Design by Antía Sánchez.

This album is dedicated to my friend Alistair Crosbie for his continuing support, to Xesús Valle with thanks for this release and to Dom Gilbert Roger Huddleston in aeternis.
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-LAJ-, 6-4-2006
First of all, this is an album whose title and individual track titles are not just mere ornaments. They say a lot more about what’s contained within than one might gather in a superficial look. The track titles themselves are taken from a collection of supernatural stories titled “Mystic Voices” in which the main character can hear ghostly voices announcing recent deaths, warning of imminent deaths, and explaining or resolving past events. “M.V. (Towers Conning)” alludes to those ominous, hulking, armored raised platforms found on many early military vessels from which the officer in charge could give directions to the helmsman. Even after just few moments of cursory listening, it becomes clear that adjectives such “ghostly” and “ominous” also serve as accurate descriptors of the sounds. Multiple layers of sounds, piercing feedback, a echoing and disturbing hum, and ethereal tones in “The Persecution Chalice” do indeed create the illusion of ghostly voices coming to visit. The eerie, reverberating tonal drone of “A Porta Inferi”, its repetitive, faltering percussion, and strange electronic noises create a sinister, but restrained, atmosphere of apprehension. “Our Lady of the Rock” is a lengthy journey into multiple layers of unrestrained, unremitting, deep cinematic drones - the sounds of weeping ghosts who have a sad tale to tell. -LAJ- (4/5/06) .
     
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