Sailors with Wax Wings
Sailors with Wax Wings
- Soft gardens near the sun, Keep your distant beauty
- There came a drooping maid with violets
- If I should cast off this tattered coat
- And clash and clash of hoof and heel
- Yes, I have a thousand tongues, And nine and ninety-nine lie
- God fashioned the ship of the world carefully
- There was one who sought a new road
- Strange that I should have grown so suddenly blind
"A towering atmospheric triumph, a kaleidoscope of shimmering guitars and ethereal vocal incantations that cascades from dark and cavernous to sparkling and exultant-and back again." -Decibel Magazine
"…these songs seem built to take you on little journeys. When executed properly, the results feel genuinely cinematic […] impressive considering how many hands are in this pot." -Pitchfork
"…the record touches upon everything from ambient doom and shoegaze to all out textural noise, without ever compromising its incredibly singular vision. Outstanding." -Rock Sound
"…airy and upswinging even with all the weight of so many extra hands." -Stereogum
