JESU!

Jesu
Silver

This is the album I have always wanted, since day one, but never knew it. And when I say day one, I’m going back to the testicles here...DAY ONE. This is the sonic equivalent of getting nailed by a 50-foot tidal wave... you see it coming from out on the horizon, rushing in at quite a clip, and you know that there’s no way you can outrun it so you wait til it gets closer, closer, closer, then you throw your arms up to the sky, yelling one long tone with all of your might, blood vessels bursting, giving yourself tinitus with the volume and ferocity, every atom in your being focused on the release, the vibrating of the molecules joining in until all you are is sound... all of this passion and fury peaks and as the wave approaches you run headlong into its violence knowing with all you are worth that you can beat the bastard, dammit! Contact comes with unpredictable force and dizzying insanity, you are kicked about like so many leaves in a storm, drug through vast amounts of foam and debris, ancient kelp beds tangle around your rag doll limbs all akimbo and useless... the ground is a silky mattress of sand and you rip over it, under it, through tranquilized schools of metallic blue fish. You know you can hold your breath, ride it out, pretty damn confident, but just overwhelmed enough, terrified enough, to wonder... is it all just too fucking much?!
But tsunami fantasies aside, for the here and now, stand on the street corner waiting for the bus on a cold November morning, overcast and promising a deluge sooner than later, watch the thunder heads roll behind and over the brownstone across the street, through the alley between it and the Ethiopian grocery, clouds all giant grey and slow, and wait, bask in the music... so much heaviness, imbued with so much hope and beauty, has never before been witnessed by this species. This is perfection. Listen to it at maximum volumes and don’t be afraid to let it swallow you whole.