I will wear this to church Even the sleeves have slits These slits are ez access. We women want glamour Nude color and extremely sheer pantyhose. Red and gold finger nails. Wooden trellis, Mirrors, wall of flowers.
My garden bedroom The ceiling is art painting of sky and clouds. I had to tear out all this girly stuff the lattice work, the mirrors, the wall paper with flower. This was dream of mine, this bedroom, but renters don't want that much personality in their house. Men are so stupid, they should have a bedroom, like they " sneaked into the girls dorm room" the only thing manly in that room should be his penis. Here is other shot. I am holding a ruby necklace from my mother.
Sitting down, long leg shot. Same French camisole. Patent open toes, stockings, Not nude but sheer pantyhose. Pussy cat bows on heels. The most luscious fabric, is silk. Heavy but not too heavy to move and catch light. All hand sewn pearls and beautiful lace trim. My necklace jewelry is many strands of sea seed pearls. I'm posing in my photographers studio. With a pink gauze background.
A short seat. Cotton slippers Open toes, open backs. Under it all is a large vintage bridal petticoat, sheer net with piping. Lines of lace on that, but the big lace is from Paris. I don't know what I'm holding in my hand, probably just pulling it to get the higher view.
I't slippery, gliding, and for you bright light lovers, it is blinding. I'm happy, I love it but not for church Looking all sweet, and innocent child like. Home from church on Sunday. This top is lined lace. The skirt is tight to the body but the panels flow outward. I'm holding it out so you can see it. You can see the lace sleeve edges. No panty hose. Leg is nude.
You can see some freckles one or two is birthmarkes. I love to lay down and rest and put my legs up So todayI wore this white lace blouse and a black skirt to church, then I got home Members With Horns - Fat Club - Venomous Tongues (CD put on this petticoat The blouse is ecru, My sleeves end in deep lace The blouse material is see through My shoes are metal silver beads I have close up of them.
I have pearls and crystal jewels on my ears. So sweet Men love whiteit is much more sexy than black. My bedroom, lounging on big pillows. Nude sheer thigh highs. Not pantyhose. New sandals, open toes. They are vintage longer I also bought fancy thigh highs. I am getting up early and going back to other locations to see if I can buy more to match these.
I wear large I did my shopping and two other streets and none, they had children tutus but now women ones They so hot.
Barefoot and fun I get this way after I shoot, see prior pics where I have this beautiful skirt, paired with a white blouse This is a bra inside a cami, lingerie that is wonderful. I don't wear it alone but under a low cut or a vee cut top. Where my cleavage and breasts show There is a solid slip attached to the under layer Miss Glamour Puss. Nude colored pantyhose. Long crushed velvet gloves. Big hair. Hands on hips, happy, smile, in love. Peasant blouse, sheer, big ruffled skirt.
Vintage Petticoat slip,peeks out. Hurray for femininity. It was "mothers day". All the moms, got one. Almost all the girls liked the outfit Definitely more next year Top row: white, light grey, nude, yellow, granny smith apple green, dark, evergreen, turquoise, dark blue.
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Camisoles are typically constructed of light materials and feature thin "spaghetti straps. Most commonly referred to as a teddy and, most recently, as a "romper. Fistula once again team up with Crucial Blast to deliver another heavy dose of their septic, filthy, lumbering death-sludge in the form of Goata five-song Ep of low-fi and low-end nihilistic filth and rabies-laced caveman thrash with songs based on the ghoulish discovery and subsequent investigation of the eleven decomposing bodies found in the Cleveland home of Anthony Sowell in the Autumn of The mysterious Portland ensemble Trees return with their second offering on Crucial Blast, Freed Of This Flesh, with two new fetid death rituals scraped from the crypt.
Each of these tracks averages around fourteen minutes, an extended death-rattle formed from black glacial riffs suspended in space, tectonic percussive rumbles, anguished shrieks of torment and abject suffering, deep guttural demon-toad throat singing, and endless sheets of glistening metallic feedback that spill and drift to the far edges of their extreme time-stretched ambient doom First appearing as a limited edition LP on the Spanish label Throne Records inAlbum), Monarch's Mer Morte is now made available on cd and digital as a single unbroken thirty-four minute sludge-and-feedback feast that sprawls out further into the dismal black void that these French doom junkies have been lurking in for the past six years.
As with previous releases, Monarch move through massive blackened tarpits of low-end riffage and sheets of gluey feedback that are stretched out into monolithic slabs of sound, a grim, glacial ultra-doom that crawls at a saurian sub-tempo.
And vocalist Emilie sounds as gaunt and ghostly as ever, her vocalizations materializing across the spatial doomscape as distant ululating wails, breathy whispers, and putrid death shrieks Newman, Daniel Osborne and Steven Wray Lobdell, the music of Eight Bells continues in the heavy lysergic vein as their last couple of post-Release albums, fusing wicked metallic crunch with ethereal fx-laden guitar freakouts and some of the band's most narcotized jamming yet Picking up where 's An Epiphanic Vomiting Of Blood left off, Gnaw Their Tongues is back with nine new tracks of fearsome blackened orchestral chaos and abstract horror that still Album) like little else out there.
On Dreadwe're feeling an even heavier bass-assault compared to the other releases, and this is easily the heaviest Gnaw Their Tongues release yet. This monstrous, noxious bottom-end roar that skulks and slithers throughout the album suggests a foul fusion of Abruptum which is still the closest reference point to Gnaw Their Tongue's black chaos and Leonard Rosenman's most nightmarish film scores, piled in towering heaps of sadistic noise, warped orchestral strings, degraded samples, shrieking voices, and punishing lurching doom draped in suffocating atrmosphere.
Hyper-abstract black metal sound-collage? Wagnerian avant-doom psychosis? That's one way of putting it, but Gnaw Their Tongues is ultimately impossible to pin down, defying simple categorization as this album plunges even deeper into a black pit of total cinematic horror, sexual perversion, and shapeless heaviosity Immensely bleak and heavy, Born Again brings together elements of Godflesh's industrial pummel, black metal, tribal dirgethe violent nihilism of Swans, doomy death metal, and even some black strains of psychedelia into a monumental metallic black hole And at the same time, there are passages of immense beauty on this album that lurk at the peripheries of HQO's malevolent crush; the track "Aspirations" for instance, where pummeling slow-motion industrial percussions grinds in an infinite loop beneath a swirling nightsky of kosmiche synthesizers and heavenly, blissed-out ambience Each volume is pressed in a run of 1, copies on colored vinyl that ties in with the sleeve art.
Board Up The House cover artist, Jon Beasley, has provided each remix album with alternative artwork. This remix platter is easily the most distortion-laden entry in the series The 12" vinyl for Wildildlife's Peas Feast is coming soon, too.
The band released this EP as a handmade CD-R that has been sold at shows over the past year, but the songs on Peas Feast are so cool that we wanted to give this a proper vinyl documentation, and have been remastered for vinyl by Scott Hull at Visceral Sound.
The record will be pressed on yellow wax with black splatter in an edition of 1, copies, and will also come with a digital dropcard that will allow you to download the tracks from the Peas Feast EP as well as a digital-only EP titled Drongolet Demos that has a bunch of unreleased tracks from Wildildlife The disc is limited to a single pressing of 1, copies, packaged in a tiny 4" x 4" glossy gatefold jacket with stunning full color artwork from artist Seldon Hunt.
This new album features ten songs of seething weirdness, with the dissonant, crushing riffage, lunging rhythmic push and awesome freaked out, Yow-esque vocals of singer Tom Glose that made their debut a fave among anyone who remembered the days when Amphetamine Reptile ruled the underground rock scene, but with some interesting new elements bleak, blackened guitar ambience, a smattering of piano, skyreaching guitar harmonies, etc.
Always A Six, Never A Nine is packaged in a heavy four-panel gatefold jacket with an eight page lyric booklet. This undefinable mass of black amorphic horror is one of the most intense listens we've engaged in recently, a nihilistic pit of howling orchestral strings and blackened abstract doom, operatic female voices plunging into a fetid sewer of filth and blackness, equal parts avant black metal and splattered sludge and symphonic horror movie score.
An overwhelming deathscape scrawled in jagged figures across pieces like "My body is not a vessel, nor a temple. It's a repulsive pile of sickness" or "Sawn asunder and left for the beasts", and flecked with moments of unbelievably crushing beauty that may surprise fans of Gnaw Their Tongue's previous work. The sound is immense, and the first five tracks on Die Verbrechen Der Liebe deliver Geisha's in-the-red heaviness and hooks in surplus.
But then Geisha pull out the monstrous thirty-minute, thirty-five second closer "Theme From Diana", and the tone changes completely. This track is a re-working of a "metal percussion" set that Geisha originally performed live several years ago, and it begins as a slowly building fog of voices and effects and shimmering metal that blooms into an expanse of droning, fx-heavy guitar, looping samples, cosmic effects, and improvised percussion.
It's a kind of rumbling industrial dronescape that stretches out forever, until suddenly in the last few minutes the drifting drones and psychedelic guitars and sampled voices suddenly explode in an immolating nuclear blast of overdriven, speaker-annhilating noise and the track immediately, terrifyingly changes shape into a monstrous lumbering noise-metal dirge that bulldozes out of your speakers, whooshing Hawkwind effects swooping overhead, the band knotted together into a white-hot blast of ultra heavy riffage, distortion, and a wall of percussive force.
Crucial Blast is releasing the CD version of Die Verbrechen Der Liebe in a limited edition of 1, copies, packaged in a full-color gatefold jacket. This twelve-song, twenty-one minute disc features a unique, glitched-out chop shop of Planet Mu-style beats delivered at truly meth'd levels of chaos fused with sweeping technical death metal. Highly recommended for fans of extreme, way-out avant-guitar spazz and absurdly technical deathgrind. Trees craft glacial abstract riffs and rivers of ashen amplifier goo that fans of feedback-laden heaviosity will find highly satisfying, a kind of grinding, slow-motion black hole psychedelia that has a similiar hypnotic death-ritual quality as artists like Bloody Panda and Khanate, but with their own unique trance state of swirling guitar textures, horrific jet black dronescapes and ghoulish, excoriating vocals.
Five colossal jams of eternally-fuzzy, ethereal dirge that are powered by the interlocking bass guitars of Leah Buckareff and Aidan Baker, who set loose a wave of monstrous grinding bass riffs amidst a fog of beautiful, swirling electronic effects. Desire also marks the first Nadja album to feature a live drummer in place of the drum machine programming that has driven the band's previous recordings, and the difference in the band's sound is apparent from the first crushing beats of album opener 'Disambiguation'.
The organic drumming here takes Nadja's music into new realms of spacious jazzy exploration, dubby rhythms and cavernous psychedelia, while also delivering some of the band's most grooving, crushing hypno-bliss yet. Desire also stands out from the rest of the Nadja catalog for it's bizarre artwork that Aidan commisioned from his friend The Reverend Aitor. Aitor's bright, bold lines and textured magic marker artwork gives the gatefold jacket we've presented this disc in the look of a twisted children's book on acid, with weird images of chickens, trees growing through chairs, and more.
The package is a sturdy 4-panel gatefold jacket printed by Stoughton, and it looks killer. Their debut full length Six follows up a fistful of CD-R and vinyl documents and summons a wicked whirlpool of dense distorto crunch and freaky singing, raging metallic percussive pummel, tribal rhythms and crushing effects-soaked guitars, subdued floatational drones and ecstatically gorgeous melodies, all let loose in a series of psychedelic slowcore eruptions and swirling cosmic sludge.
Going back and referencing a review that Terrascope Magazine printed about one of the band's earlier CD-R releases, this sounds vaguely like Black Sabbath and Butthole Surfers jamming together with ancient forest mystics, an experience both brutal and beautiful, and which proves that Wildildlife have already established themselves as serious purveyors of blown-out mindmelt heaviness.
IIIrd Gatekeeper served up a skulldozing dose of post-industrial dirge rock that sat comfortably next to Album), Swans, and Ramleh in terms of dark, druggy, hypnotic lumbering heaviness.
This is one of our favorite albums ever at Crucial Blast, and we are presenting this reissue with new liner notes, a Members With Horns - Fat Club - Venomous Tongues (CD package design that retains all of the original artwork from the HeadDirt release, and a remastering job courtesy of Scott Hull at Visceral Sound.
Originally released through the band's own Crashing Jets imprint, Dead In The Woods is a massive exhortation of lumbering metallic sludge rock, freely improvised amplifier noise and crushing riff splatter, and massive, sky-streaking psychedelic corrosion. Lush, shimmering guitar ambience and hypnotic, propulsive instrumental heaviness wind through the dusty highways and burnt twilight skies of "An Ocean Without Water," the sophomore album from Richmond's Souvenir's Young America.
Divided into six flowing movements, "An Ocean Without Water" is filled with intensely beautiful melodies that drift on lonesome harmonica strains and sparkling, celestial electronics, shot through with mystic, western slide guitar, passages of crushing angular riffage, rolling tribal drumming, and transcendent blues.
Through their intricate song arrangements and moody textures, Souvenir's Young America has created an epic, emotional narrative. The sound draws from the collected DNA of forebears like Popul Vuh, Earth, Labradford, and Neurosis, yet they form a powerfully evocative instrumental language all of their own.
Year Of No Light bring an amazing set of songwriting chops to the 10 songs that make up 'Nord', a heavy, chugging metallic monster that channels both gloomy atmospherics reminiscent of The Cure, and crushing Neurosis-inspired dirgecore, heavy, raw, and lumbering, but at times extremely beautiful and epic.
Sure, there are a ton of bands out there that touch upon similiar influences, but we can't think of anyone recently that has delivered an album in this style that is quite this catchy and well-written. Nord flows seamlessly between passages of ultra melodic post-rock and frenzied bursts of dissonant, crushing hardcore, to austere radiant guitar figures and gorgeous ambient drones, to massive doomy dirge metal, utterly gorgeous Loveless-esque melodic bliss, and some almost folksy, but unbelievably EPIC riffs, with powerful, strained vocals fighting through their wall of sound.
Presented in a 4-panel gatefold case from Stumptown Printers, and featuring all new artwork. Over these yawning expanses of black void appears the demonic, throat-shredding shrieks and ghostly singing of Emilie, whose petite appearance belies one of the harshest throats in the underground Doom spectrum.
Beyond heavy. The North Amercian version of Dead Men Tell No Tales is presented in an offset-printed, 4-panel case printed by Stumptown Printers, with all new original artwork in the band's unique design style. Slabs of crushing metered riffing and joyously ecstatic sludge ooze from the band's instruments over sunbaked vocal harmonies and flourishes of pure pop melodicism and bursts of old-school heavy metal energy.
These songs wind through shadows of dusty blues and western music, riff-tastic instrumental rave-ups, squalls of immolating guitar noise, and smoldering post-punk dynamics clad in serious heaviness. Total crush. Spiked skronk-infested guitars spit tonality-impaired riffs like so much chaff from a surgically calibrated tree shredder, while a propulsive fretless bass assault is jammed through all manner of alien effects, often rendering it as more a bowel-rumbling presence than an actual instrument.
A black-void beaming of utterly destroyed drone rock and crushing amplifier obliteration that rains down black ash and punishing blasts of feedback skree on the listener. A dynamic, bleary-eyed meditation. An avalanche of powerdrone that threatens to take your cranium apart and transport your grey matter into filthy new dimensions infested with melodic razor cuts and submerged mantras.
A triumphant eruption of apocalyptic meta-metal and radioactive raga swarms, guaranteed to loosen eardrums. It's almost like hearing some mysterious 70's country rock outfit thawed out and refitted with mighty amplification, sludgecore tempos, and shoegazey shimmer that conjures up visions of the wide open prairies and looming mountains of the band's home territory. These ten gloriously-dense and triumphantly catchy jams soar through valleys of immense crush and alien vistas of 8-bit wizardry unlike anything you've heard before Licensed for North America by Crucial Blast.
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