Cometh
the hour. Cometh the man. Drowning in a sea of black ambient music that’s
slowly pulling me under and filling my lungs with the bad taste of apathy
I need saving. How and why did it get to this? Black ambient music was
my first true love and yet over time I got to know all her curves and
caresses off by heart and suddenly lost my appetite for her seductive
wares. She no longer thrilled or appealed to me as she once did. No matter
how well she tried to change her appearance by dressing up in different
outfits she still remained the same at heart. Now I’m lost and adrift
in a meaningless relationship whose lustre faded years ago seeking release
from my torment.
Yet wait. Salvation is at hand. Striding fearlessly into the cold waters
like David Hasselhoff, but with better hair, a hand stretches out and
pulls me clear. My lifesaver it transpires is Micheal Hensley (Yen Pox)
and the resuscitation is made possible by his release "The Iron Dream".
Breathing new life into the black ambient genre he has guided me from
falling into the depths of my despair and shown me the true path of enlightenment.
The six tracks on this seminal recording has taken black ambient music
into new uncharted realms that intoxicate with their heady brew. Painting
majestic pictures through sound I can see landscapes filled with exotic
fauna and flora. I have visions of mountain peaks covered in snow as darkness
threatens to snuff out the last glimmers of light that sparkle from the
flecks of ice. I see wondrous things so alien that my mind does a double
take trying to register it all for fear of losing my sanity. I’m
evoking nightmare visions that counter the heaven I’ve had the privilege
to walk through. The music dances through my ears provokingly and once
more I’m drunk with lust and longing.
Salvation has arrived and I look upon my love in a new light. I cannot
turn my back on her and that realisation is thanks to one man. He saved
me…and for that he’ll have my eternal gratitude.
ANM
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