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Thursday, July 21, 2011
Pouring magma in the collection plate
If all you know about Magma is their sci-fi concept multi-albums about the end of the world (and an alien planet, natch) sung in an invented language (Kobaian) that mixes bombastic choral styles with knee-slappingly excessive symphonic prog rock and jazz fusion, well then you know too much about Magma. And if none of that is news to you, you may enjoy their bizarre foray into gospel sounds, which happily does not jettison the Kobaian lingo.
Also, yes, that cover art grotesquerie is the work of HR Giger, who knows a little something about nightmare aliens.
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