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Black Ships Ate the Sky

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01
Idumea
Artist: Current 93 & Marc Almond
3:28
 
02
Sunset (The Death Of Thumbelina)
3:19  
03
Black Ships In The Sky
3:38  
04
Then Kill Cæsar
3:58  
05
Idumea (Vocals Bonnie "Prince" Billy)
Artist: Current 93 & Bonnie "Prince" Billy
2:42
 
06
This Autistic Imperium Is Nihil Reich
4:03  
07
The Dissolution Of The Boat "Millions Of Years"
3:57  
08
Idumea (Vocals - Baby Dee)
Artist: Current 93 & Baby Dee
4:19
 
09
Bind Your Tortoise Mouth
2:30  
10
Idumea (Vocals - Antony)
Artist: Current 93 & Antony
2:02
 
11
Black Ships Seen Last Year South Of Heaven
4:08  
12
Abba Amma (Babylon Destroyer)
3:20  
13
Idumea (Vocals - Clodagh Simonds)
Artist: Current 93 & Clodagh Simonds
2:35
 
14
Black Ships Were Sinking / Idumea (Vocals - Cosey Fanni Tutti)
Artist: Current 93 & Cosey Fanni Tutti
11:06
 
15
The Beautiful Dancing Dust
Artist: Current 93 & Antony
0:58
 
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Idumea (Vocals - Pantaleimon)
Artist: Current 93 & Pantaleimon
3:06
 
17
Vauvauvau (Black Ships In Their Harbour)
4:41  
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Idumea (Vocals - David Tibet)
Artist: Current 93 & David Tibet
1:50
 
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Black Ships Ate The Sky
4:20  
20
Why Cæsar Is Burning Part II
2:49  
21
Idumea (Vocals - Shirley Collins)
Artist: Current 93 & Shirley Collins
2:44
 
Album Information

Total Tracks: 21   Total Length: 75:33

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For anyone who has followed Current 93 even casually (most who do are obsessive), Black Ships Ate the Sky is a whole new thing on the one hand, and the culmination of what began in earnest on 1992′s Thunder Perfect Mind on the other. Thunder Perfect Mind — a companion album to Nurse with Wound’s release of the same name — set out wholesale to create intuitive and even gentle melodies for the density of David Tibet’s cosmic thought. It did so beautifully and, for the time, very cohesively. Tibet and his ever evolving cast of players have built on this theme ever since, with varying degrees of success. It seems to come off best in the band’s rare live performances — check out Halo, issued in 2004, as only one example. Black Ships Ate the Sky is a song cycle. Its centerpiece is the shape note hymn “Idumea” (written by Charles Wesley in 1763), which was also used in the soundtrack of the film Cold Mountain. Idumea is in the country of Seir, inhabited by Edomites, the descendants of Esau; its story is rooted in Genesis and is picked up in Isaiah, where God pronounces great judgment on the “land of Idumea.” The track is sung eight times by as many singers. It is central to Tibet’s theme of Black Ships Ate the Sky, where judgment, redemption, and a the aftereffects of apocalypse are already here, have been here, and are yet to come.
Marc Almond opens the album with his gorgeous and mournful rendition, and its opening words “And am I born to die?/To lay this body down!/And must my trembling spirit fly/Into a world unknown?” perfectly sets up Tibet’s “Sunset (The Death of Thumbelina),” where he first introduces the passing of innocence, exile in the modern world, and the dark vision where “Black Ships Ate the Sky,” the place in darkness where God was not present. John Contreras’ cello and Joolie Wood’s violins underscore the notion. It’s not paranoid; it’s mournful — a gentle acceptance of apocalypse as not only the death of innocence (i.e., Thumbelina) but also the setting of the sun on life as it is. The title track follows, and the odd-key acoustic guitars — played by Michael Cashmore and Ben Chasny — reveal the new, terrifying vision as it is being experienced in the moment, in the now, all of it in increasing horror. Cashmore and Chasny get louder as Tibet begins to rant: “The old gray mare is dead/She died in the pantry/Whistling for dead Dixie/A black ship sucked her soul/And took her to that good old time/Armageddon music/Eclipsed by words/I woke up this morning/With pieces of my mind….” It’s about the death of symbols as guiding principles. A slide guitar snakes around the background, pointing its way into the darkness. These notions continue in “Then Kill Caesar” before Bonnie “Prince” Billie enters with his own rendition of “Idumea,” accompanied by a droning sarod and his banjo, skeletally winding around that mournful, cracking Appalachian voice and the occasional sound of his foot on the floorboards. He’s singing from the place Tibet described, looking for the link between antiquity and the future, all of it looking into the maw of death.
The other versions are striking as well. There’s Baby Dee’s, where she’s beautifully accompanied by harp and cello; Antony’s a cappella reading with multi-tracked vocals (his own); Clodagh Simonds’ gorgeous Celtic reading with harmonium and melodica; Cosey Fanni Tutti’s, which is fused to Tibet’s recurring “Black Ships” theme — as the blind protagonist guides them home and states that “all the gospels are true,” referring to everything from pussy cats to Lazarus, Maranatha, Jesus, and dozens of other things. It’s a long tune, and Tibet rants yet more gorgeously poetic lyrics in a long sequence where he becomes both pariah and the blessed, all encased in a human but simultaneously celestial body. Sound collage with cellos and backmasked vocals take over until Tutti, calmly and plainly, sings the lyrics to take it out accompanied by a droning keyboard. Antony’s utterly gorgeous and painfully short “The Beautiful Dancing Dust” comes out from the drone, with his piano singing along with his multi-tracked vocals. It’s the most lyrical and satisfying thing here. “Idumea” returns three more times, first in Pantaleimon’s simply, sparse reading, plaintive and haunting, and then Tibet’s with an acoustic guitar. These are all layered between Tibet’s more sonically frantic readings of “Black Ships.” The final version is literally one the most unleashed things Current 93 have recorded in two decades, where pulsing overdriven guitar chords, noise, and unhinged strings all back him as he gets to the final chant: “Who will deliver me from myself?”
“Why Caesar Is Burning, Pt. 2″ is calm but aware: “I was blind, but no longer blind/I saw I was a passing breath/And I know now/Why Caesar is burning/It’s here already/And not yet” (a reference to the biblical kingdom of God having arrived in Christ and yet coming again). The album ends with Shirley Collins’ closing version of “Idumea,” which eclipses them all and brings the notion of Wesley’s existential questions: the desolation of dislocation, apocalypse, blessing, curse, and the fires of judgment. Collins uses some different words reminding listeners of the four last things in Catholic theology: death, judgment, heaven, and hell. But in Collins’ version of the song, it’s hopeful — there is the notion of one’s need to claim responsibility for one’s actions, whatever they may be. As for a recording of pop music, Black Ships Ate the Sky is the pinnacle of Current 93′s work thus far. The long wait was worth it, simply because in this circular sound text, Tibet has brought his “apocalyptic folk” full circle by using the circle to create a new sacred music from the ashes of the old, pointing toward the listener to engage the material fully, slowly, and from the heart. It is tender, and the softest and most emotionally honest thing they’ve recorded; it is tender, but it is also the most terrifying. This is a record that in five years will sound like it was recorded the day before. Timeless. Brilliant. – Thom Jurek

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