Once Indira, now Yaara Valey has clearly spent too much time bingeing Game of Thrones during the pandemic,
siding for some reason with the Greyjoys and
lobbing a softball of a joke setup that I can only manage to get out of the
infield because of the surprisingly obsolete, nay antiquated reference. (That’s two jokes in one. You’re welcome.)
Seriously, doesn’t it seem lame to talk about Game of Thrones already? Pop culture truly moves at dizzying
speeds.
Now that I’ve got that out of my system, we get deep into another superb EP by the
Portland, Oregon, high priestess of ritualistic freak folk, the droning and
engrossing Deshecha. Over five
hallowed tracks, Valey concocts pagan ceremonies to nature, of “emptying” our
earthly vessels, “undoing” our conceptions, “and surrendering” to the earth,
the natural state of things. The quoted items are paraphrases of three of five
song titles, so you can really get a sense of the theme running through Deshecha. As such, the EP isn’t a
lighthearted one, even though the touch is quite light. I mean, of course, that
the sounds produce (or are produced by) magic, filling your body with tingling
sparks and lifting you (maybe literally) into the night sky. Valey then tends
the fire she has built and continues to draw in more followers. Let’s join up.
https://indiravaley.bandcamp.com/
https://antiquatedfuture.bandcamp.com/
--Ryan
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