i bit down on a golden coin
on the dawn of the debauchery
the cheers rose up around
a stamp on my authority
the best of days
the bonds around my ankles falling down
i wandered out into a crowd
like a lord i suffered nothing
my pilleus i wore proud
amidst chaotic rushing
december liberty
plates piled high and feasting all around
my master standing there
the swirling mass conceals me
stride up to him and glare
wait for him to take the knee
his eyes grow wide
dark delight and laughter resound
they took my cane and cutlery
a paltry expiation
burned them up for mother lua
an unwilling abdication
dethroned at the convivium
thrashing as they take my felted crown
hoisted up and carried far
toward the temple of saturnus
watching that fated star
i sense my body grow cadaverous
place my head down yieldingly
and hear the wind behind the axe head falling down
supported by 5 fans who also own “io, Saturnalia!”
It's hard to pick a favourite track. This is the only album i have so far deemed as "perfect", where every track, even the intro, is just a masterpiece in its own right. From the hard hitting Perturbator's Theme to the emotional title track, its 68 minutes of perfection. 10/10. connivingkhajiit
supported by 4 fans who also own “io, Saturnalia!”
It's childhood. It's a beautiful soundtrack. It's nostalgia. It's still getting jumpscared by cave noises at 2AM, because you're still playing this damn game 10 years later. It's Minecraft! devin_s
An album celebrating the serenity of the outdoors in constricting times from Night Porter, commissioned by Manchester Jazz Festival. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 7, 2022
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024