At the time of this writing, with God's blessing*, you may purchase a copy of Gaahls WYRD's second LP
Braiding The Stories, on vinyl, with hair embedded in the wax. ... I have some questions? Is this Gaahl's hair? Is it a shred of his partner's locks? Was it donated by a generous fan, or was it scored from the scalp of someone who directed a homophobic slur towards Gaahls? I want to know, but I don't NEED to know. But I'm going to ask anyway, because I will keep interrogating this line of inquiry for as long as it serves as an Ariadne's thread to daylight after immersing myself in
Braiding The Stories. A dense yet melodic effort that only occasionally slides into valleys of rage and fiery disgorgement, the album explores themes of existential psychology at the point where the real overlaps with the surreal, dreams with discernible facts, and the palpable with the imperceptible. The hair on your head is like a forest you see, a threshold maze that covers the border territory between the outside of the world and the interior of the cave where your consciousness dwells- each strand is like the tangled spoolings produced by the blind scrounging of one's internal sage, weaving together the golden specks of firmament that filter in from scattered epiphanies of the soul into rope-like maps which are then pushed outside in order to lead others back to the sanctuary of their origin- travelers arrive bringing with them their own interpretations and insights into the revelatory follicles, and the process continues... Gaahls's purpose here appears to be to wind the strands of his own prophetic mane into a single apocalyptic hem and living manuscript which can be read like a delineation of the cosmos- one that recounts the length of a man's life and beyond- reciting the stories of mountains cultivated from a single stone and oceans born of a single tear- the genesis of all that is, confided to you through the silk of a single sapient skull.
Getting all misty-eyed (Season of Mist).
*As all that is, is manifested by the grace of God alone- this includes Nintendo themed, fan-made yaoi where Wario and Walawege take a trip to Fire Island and discard their inhibitions.
