Rachel's
"Music for Egon Schiele" CD (Quarterstick)
Undoubtedly, this is one of the most lovely, stately, ethereal and truly gorgeous records I've heard in the process of creating this issue, a statement which probably holds true throughout the creation of this zine to date. Yes, it's classical music and a far cry from the louder/faster/noisier/more indie/punker ethos which governs many of the records reviewed here, but it touches emotions buried deep within the soul, feelings which were carefully scribed in stone centuries ago and surface only when drawn forth by something such as this, a piece of art which exhibits such timeless, classic beauty as to touch upon genetic memories of nights long ago when we practiced ancient rituals which have fallen by the wayside in our headlong rush into a highly technical and modern society. Fuck if I can be any more specific about it, but suffice it to say this is wonderful and worth any amount of cash.