One listen for this one.
Tried to throw myself in and it sort of worked but I had a bit of conflict between having an expectation of what I thought the song should be doing and what it was doing. When I say “should” I mean based on my hearing the song previously, though I’ve only listened to it maybe four, five times, with it being many years between the most recent which was a few weeks ago, and the time before then.

Drowning Horse’s “Black Waters” is from Sheltering Sky.

I hope you enjoy.

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Buzzing hum layered by another expands and shrinks and draws long, harsh and flat, and somehow calm; somehow as there is an intensity, a violence in the drone’s low roar. Expansive and linear and all in a single moment, the sound is, perhaps, arid and empty.

The sound draws long and something rises up but it remains low and in the background, and it seems to go back into the drone. It then rises up once more, rises higher, seemingly revealing something specific in the distance, then disappears once more. The drone remains arid and empty, but form reaches out from it and falls back in.

The drone continues on, seemingly lowering, and soon another guitar comes above and calls downward. It cuts into a formed landscape with a menace and dread, blunt and dry and violent, and in places something else howls and haunts in the distance.

In this grand emptiness an act happens; an event that breaks the sense of stillness, and once it ends, everything fades to silence and the song ends.