One of Coil’s most fêted longform works makes its maiden vinyl trip, all 50 minutes of wormhole ooze, now smeared over two sides of wax.
Up there with Coil’s ‘Time Machines’ or NWW’s ’Soliloquy For Lilith’ in the post-industrial canon, and echoing the sanguine psychedelic scope of La Monte Young & Marian Zalzeela’s zoned-out ‘70s staple as The Theatre of Eternal Music, there are very potent reasons why ‘Queens Of The Circulating Library’ is hailed among Coil’s finest.
Introduced by opera singer Dorothy Lewis, who also happens to be Thingpaulsandra’s mother, it glacially shears off into Indian raga-like drones with a proper hypnagogic traction that’s likely soundtracked thousands of minds on the cusp of semi-consciousness during the years since its release on CD in 2000. With 2nd hand copies now pretty pricey, and YouTube compression only allowing for less-than-optimal potency, this edition is primed to take psychonauts where the piece was intended.
One of few Coil works without Sleazy at the desk, it features music by Thighpaulsandra and lyrics recited by his mum, especially written for “her and mothers everywhere” by John Balance, which perfectly teases minds into its amniotic suspension. Attentive pursuit may produce dreamlike effects, subtly generating fractal peripherals while the lustrous core absorbs deep into its whorls. It’s the sort of piece that warrants looping endlessly or until it takes ultimate effect and you’re bezonked on the deck/sofa/bed. A great way to while away winter.
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One of Coil’s most fêted longform works makes its maiden vinyl trip, all 50 minutes of wormhole ooze, now smeared over two sides of wax.
Up there with Coil’s ‘Time Machines’ or NWW’s ’Soliloquy For Lilith’ in the post-industrial canon, and echoing the sanguine psychedelic scope of La Monte Young & Marian Zalzeela’s zoned-out ‘70s staple as The Theatre of Eternal Music, there are very potent reasons why ‘Queens Of The Circulating Library’ is hailed among Coil’s finest.
Introduced by opera singer Dorothy Lewis, who also happens to be Thingpaulsandra’s mother, it glacially shears off into Indian raga-like drones with a proper hypnagogic traction that’s likely soundtracked thousands of minds on the cusp of semi-consciousness during the years since its release on CD in 2000. With 2nd hand copies now pretty pricey, and YouTube compression only allowing for less-than-optimal potency, this edition is primed to take psychonauts where the piece was intended.
One of few Coil works without Sleazy at the desk, it features music by Thighpaulsandra and lyrics recited by his mum, especially written for “her and mothers everywhere” by John Balance, which perfectly teases minds into its amniotic suspension. Attentive pursuit may produce dreamlike effects, subtly generating fractal peripherals while the lustrous core absorbs deep into its whorls. It’s the sort of piece that warrants looping endlessly or until it takes ultimate effect and you’re bezonked on the deck/sofa/bed. A great way to while away winter.
One of Coil’s most fêted longform works makes its maiden vinyl trip, all 50 minutes of wormhole ooze, now smeared over two sides of wax.
Up there with Coil’s ‘Time Machines’ or NWW’s ’Soliloquy For Lilith’ in the post-industrial canon, and echoing the sanguine psychedelic scope of La Monte Young & Marian Zalzeela’s zoned-out ‘70s staple as The Theatre of Eternal Music, there are very potent reasons why ‘Queens Of The Circulating Library’ is hailed among Coil’s finest.
Introduced by opera singer Dorothy Lewis, who also happens to be Thingpaulsandra’s mother, it glacially shears off into Indian raga-like drones with a proper hypnagogic traction that’s likely soundtracked thousands of minds on the cusp of semi-consciousness during the years since its release on CD in 2000. With 2nd hand copies now pretty pricey, and YouTube compression only allowing for less-than-optimal potency, this edition is primed to take psychonauts where the piece was intended.
One of few Coil works without Sleazy at the desk, it features music by Thighpaulsandra and lyrics recited by his mum, especially written for “her and mothers everywhere” by John Balance, which perfectly teases minds into its amniotic suspension. Attentive pursuit may produce dreamlike effects, subtly generating fractal peripherals while the lustrous core absorbs deep into its whorls. It’s the sort of piece that warrants looping endlessly or until it takes ultimate effect and you’re bezonked on the deck/sofa/bed. A great way to while away winter.
One of Coil’s most fêted longform works makes its maiden vinyl trip, all 50 minutes of wormhole ooze, now smeared over two sides of wax.
Up there with Coil’s ‘Time Machines’ or NWW’s ’Soliloquy For Lilith’ in the post-industrial canon, and echoing the sanguine psychedelic scope of La Monte Young & Marian Zalzeela’s zoned-out ‘70s staple as The Theatre of Eternal Music, there are very potent reasons why ‘Queens Of The Circulating Library’ is hailed among Coil’s finest.
Introduced by opera singer Dorothy Lewis, who also happens to be Thingpaulsandra’s mother, it glacially shears off into Indian raga-like drones with a proper hypnagogic traction that’s likely soundtracked thousands of minds on the cusp of semi-consciousness during the years since its release on CD in 2000. With 2nd hand copies now pretty pricey, and YouTube compression only allowing for less-than-optimal potency, this edition is primed to take psychonauts where the piece was intended.
One of few Coil works without Sleazy at the desk, it features music by Thighpaulsandra and lyrics recited by his mum, especially written for “her and mothers everywhere” by John Balance, which perfectly teases minds into its amniotic suspension. Attentive pursuit may produce dreamlike effects, subtly generating fractal peripherals while the lustrous core absorbs deep into its whorls. It’s the sort of piece that warrants looping endlessly or until it takes ultimate effect and you’re bezonked on the deck/sofa/bed. A great way to while away winter.
Baby blue/clear splatter coloured vinyl.
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One of Coil’s most fêted longform works makes its maiden vinyl trip, all 50 minutes of wormhole ooze, now smeared over two sides of wax.
Up there with Coil’s ‘Time Machines’ or NWW’s ’Soliloquy For Lilith’ in the post-industrial canon, and echoing the sanguine psychedelic scope of La Monte Young & Marian Zalzeela’s zoned-out ‘70s staple as The Theatre of Eternal Music, there are very potent reasons why ‘Queens Of The Circulating Library’ is hailed among Coil’s finest.
Introduced by opera singer Dorothy Lewis, who also happens to be Thingpaulsandra’s mother, it glacially shears off into Indian raga-like drones with a proper hypnagogic traction that’s likely soundtracked thousands of minds on the cusp of semi-consciousness during the years since its release on CD in 2000. With 2nd hand copies now pretty pricey, and YouTube compression only allowing for less-than-optimal potency, this edition is primed to take psychonauts where the piece was intended.
One of few Coil works without Sleazy at the desk, it features music by Thighpaulsandra and lyrics recited by his mum, especially written for “her and mothers everywhere” by John Balance, which perfectly teases minds into its amniotic suspension. Attentive pursuit may produce dreamlike effects, subtly generating fractal peripherals while the lustrous core absorbs deep into its whorls. It’s the sort of piece that warrants looping endlessly or until it takes ultimate effect and you’re bezonked on the deck/sofa/bed. A great way to while away winter.