I am not really one for folk music. In fact, I kind of generally despise it. John Butler Trio, Xavier Rudd, dudes with dreadlocks and bongos generally do nothing for me. For some reason however, I am completely enamoured with the music that Ben Chasny makes under his Six Organs of Admittance moniker. Generally as folk as they come, the albums are coated with twangy drones, sitars and delicate finger picking. This song in particular is a favourite, with ramshackle percussion and low notes on the guitar painting a picture of Chasny standing around in the desert like some sort of lost shaman. It sounds ridiculous, but just give it a listen, there's something odd at work here and it might be kind of magic.
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