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Peridots of Sard by Sandcastle


Philadelphia’s Sandcastle sound like a band of mystics that crafted a flying machine in Renaissance times and floated from village to village, chanting over lutes and futuristic instruments.

Wispy vocals, medieval plucking, as well as ominous, chilling lyricism highlight Peridots of Sard. In "Violin", a muffled back-beat and organ accompaniment lead into barely perceptible, ear-tickling synths that sparkle like tiny gemstones. Lyrics touch upon God’s judgement, the cycle of seasons, and the catchy, dark refrain of “this never will get better… this self-inflicted treasure of the brain”.

“Through the Eyes of the White Spider” is another stand-out track centered on the occult animal spirit, layered pitch-shifted vocals, and expansive low-bit synths reminiscent of classic SNES soundtracks. Peridots of Sard is an excellent record that brings the arcane and archaic into our plastic millennium. Listen below. Released 8-31-18.

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