Scaleby

by The Inward Circles

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Dotflac Scaleby is found on the other side of the veil, compared to its coarser twin sister And Right Lines Limit And Close All Bodies.

The patches of unsourcable sounds seem filtered through dense layers of mud and fog, emerging as dissonant and hobbling remnants of a grey funeral past still instilling their complex feelings into a quivering present.

Often muffled, at times stinging, but always deeply cathartic, Scaleby is an other beautifully crafted melancholic ode to the inevitability of decay. Favorite track: Scaleby, ix.
John Cratchley
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John Cratchley Listening to this, I feel immeasurable loss...it feels like a Requiem for a "spirit perturbed"...
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“… he came to the remains of a human skeleton buried about eight or nine feet beneath the surface, and closely embedded in the lowest stratum of black peat. The skeleton was wrapped in what appears to have been the skin of a deer …”

(A Cumbrian Bog Body from Scaleby, RC Turner, CWAAS, 1988)

"... Scaleby poured its peat cargo inside otrepul slopes, as dead as vipers on sinew, extending the river of visible dark ..."

(The Cult Revived 1, Richard Skelton)

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released March 14, 2017

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