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The Nine Circles Playlist Vol. 84 (6.15.2019)

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Beware the Ides of June.  That’s how that phrase goes right?  Yeah, don’t bother looking it up, I nailed it.  It’s hard to believe that in just two weeks this year will officially be half over.  We’ve been treated to so much good music the last six months, and there’s plenty more coming down the pipeline.  As always, we here at good old 9C have compiled some of the best of those for you in our weekly mixtape playlist alongside the other good stuff we’ve been jamming.  Take a look below and see what suits you.

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– Vincent

Circle Pit: Albums We Missed, Q2 2017

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Remember how we all got together as a team (well, most of us) and shared some of our favorite albums from the prior few months that we either forgot to cover or didn’t feel like writing full reviews about? Well, now that we’ve passed the midway point in 2017, some of us are proud to bring you some overlooked highlights from the second quarter. Yes, I am aware we are over a month into Q3, but I really don’t know what to tell ya. We’ve been lazy. So, without further delay, let’s jump right into it. Album we missed in Q2 2017. Here. We. Go. Continue reading →

Album Review: Crowhurst – “Crowhurst”

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“There is no harmony in the universe. We have to get acquainted to this idea that there is no real harmony as we have conceived it.”

Most of the time, it’d probably feel a bit weird starting an album review by analyzing of its final song, but in Crowhurst‘s case, it’s oddly fitting. The experimental black metal band’s new, self-titled album closes with “Luna Falsata,” a sprawling, noisy, nine-minute epic. In a terrific guest spot, Oxbow vocalist Eugene Robinson uses his full range to interpret and deliver a Werner Herzog monologue about the vileness and obscenity of the jungle, winding things down with the line above. In the context of Crowhurst—which uses every one of its excellent, 40-odd minutes to create that exact kind of misery and disharmony—it feels all too appropriate. Continue reading →