Album Review: Comus’ First Utterance
Few albums evoke sheer primal energy like First Utterance by Comus. A feverish blend of pagan folk, theatrical vocals, and unsettling themes, this cult classic remains as haunting today as it was in 1971.
Few albums evoke sheer primal energy like First Utterance by Comus. A feverish blend of pagan folk, theatrical vocals, and unsettling themes, this cult classic remains as haunting today as it was in 1971.
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