listening to dark folk/neofolk music one could mostly assume –
always different, always the same. Indeed, the bottom of these 50
minutes are made up of arcade guitar strums and ill-omened chants and
murky yet majestic storytelling which are at times variegated by
ringing electronic hovers, suggestive orchestrations, gritty
electro-acoustic sounds and gently stomping rhythmic backups. The
artist comes out of Italy and all the lyrics is represented in
Italian. On the cover print you see a donkey who obviously will make
or has already made...shit because the title is denoted as
Coprofonia. Does it mean the music on it is arranged for shit?
It reminds me of Coil because one of the duo`s earliest issues was
titled as Scatology. It is not surprising at all that for such
kind of artists it is important to accentuate contradictory elements
with their concept. In a word, it is a very beautiful issue under the
imprint Death Roots Syndicate.