Romantic, sensitive, emotional, doomed, painful, esoteric, depressive. I know all these are not enough to describe While Heaven Wept-Sorrow of the angels album, but are able to give you a taste for what this album is about.
Just from the very beginning of the album’s first song “Thus with a Kiss I Die” and the slow mournful chords combined with Tom Phillips’ haunting and melancholic voice, you feel your blood starts freezing while the feeling of an emotional accumulation penetrates you when you read this song’s lyrics. Emptiness is filled with tears of sorrow while somewhere around, you are trying to find a creeping sunrise and tears of joy. Beautiful acoustic passages give you the strength to continue listening to this album but also to dream and hope. Moreover, questions and worries are being born concerning the existence of true love and feelings.
Imagine yourself shivering and naked, desperate and hopeless trying to find an answer which deep inside you know that it is going to hurt you more. I wish I could stop here but the gates are wide open now and we are all ready to encounter the second hymn with the name “ Into the well of sorrow” . The lamentation continues and from the very first melodies of the amazing acoustic guitar you start creating an imaginary world within your mind where solitude is the main thing that you have to come up against. Dark clouds surround you soliloquizing in order to remind you your loneliness, while it is time to admit the pain and find the courage to carry on.
Then looking back again to your imaginary world you can see that the most beautiful flower has withered and gone, so the first suspects of “The death of love” are rising. The drops of the autumn rain seem to be a waterfall for you, while you are thinking whether tears are or not.
The epilogue has come as a salvation to this suffering. Optimistic melodies which reveal the new day’s dawn but without forgetting the past. You are walking away from the world you’ve made searching for relief and peace of mind. You have no reason to turn back, because only memories are lurking.
Now, transferring ourselves back to reality, we have to say that Tom Phillips’ 4 song masterpiece involves you to a journey of soul sadness and desperation where there’s no turning back. A journey which starts with a translation of a disappointment followed by grief, sorrow and desperation, realization of the truth and the reality and ending with a sweet memory of the threnody during September’s cold mourning days.
Father Alex (Children Of Doom) 2009
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