What if ancient walls of medieval castles made music or told stories…they might speak the language of Kinit Her. This Midwestern band conjures up dense walls of blackened gothic neo-folk that creeps in & out of your wonderful pain. Kinit Her take wretched feedback & distortion then transform them into glaciers of dark enchantment. Imagine if hooded monks sung occult chants to you before you went into a dreamstate & then blindfolded you before taking you into their cave of torment. Kinit Her’s music evokes a sense of isolation that will take over your brain & guide you into a place where ghosts mediate. Their songs are filled with trap doors, & behind each door you will another story that you have never heard before. Kinit Her’s 2010 release, Divine Names, is a magical journey that crafts a black hole for all of us to dive into & figure out what this album means to you. When listening to this record, allow the guitars to be your wizards, allow the drone to be your raven messengers & allow your mind to construct a brand new normal. Kinit Her’s music is heavy & dark in way that the owls understand…I hope you will.
Kinit Her : Walless
Shazzula
July 12, 2011 at 12:53 pm
Kinit Her HAVE to come to EUROPE!