Gone To Earth

Supersonic salvo suppliers Earth appeared live at The Echoplex last night, in predictably unpredictable icy April air. Fashionable pharmaceutical grass suggested itself in dark doorways that led to The Echoplex's famous rear entry; clearly, Spaceland talent personnel were keenly aware of day and date, and booked accordingly.
While Dylan Carlson's steady, brooding modulations of yogic clarity soothed and cleansed, it was opening act Wolves In The Throne Room that surprised with their own wounded and wounding black metal brutality. All that was required for this reporter was to lean against a wall of the now-swanky Echoplex during their set to feel to full effect The Wolves' chakra-aligning high voltage vibration. As our planet shivers and expunges its way into a heretofore unknown, welcome, parallel reality, this double bill of mystic magi delivered what was needed most: a restoration of the holiness of a sustained metal moment.