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A Forest of Stars - A Shadowplay For Yesterdays

Lupus Lounge/Prophecy Productions

A Forest of Stars’ A Shadowplay For Yesterdays (Lupus Lounge/Prophecy Productions) transcends time and consciousness to take us into a dark, hallucinogenic musical journey through the human psyche. Set in 1892 Victorian England, we are thrust into an exclusive “gentlemen’s club” where we witness a shadowplay that exposes the darkest reaches of the subconscious.

A Shadowplay For Yesterdays is a concept album following the story of a man at odds with himself, facing a choice of virtue or self-destruction. You can almost see the angel on one shoulder and the devil on the other whispering to this dude. This entire journey feels laced with the opium or laudanum that was prevalent in the dark undercurrents of aristocracy at that time in history.

A Forest Of Stars is the name of the aforementioned vintage gentleman’s club, and has no connection with the science fiction book by the same name by Kevin J. Anderson. Called “glorious and decadent”, “eccentric and sinister”, and even pegged as “Psychedelic Black Metal”, this band is truly mysterious, without a band member’s line up anywhere on their official website nor anywhere else in cyberspace. Although we know they’re from the UK, we don’t know exactly where. They do exist, though; they’re not a figment of cd or mp3 imagination because they currently do have a handful of live shows booked in the UK. A Shadowplay For Yesterdays is their third album, but the first for Lupus Lounge/Prophecy Productions.

“Directionless Resurrectionist” is a spoken-word piece bringing us into a dark faery tale told over hollow, echoing FX. The moody “Prey Tell Of The Church Fate” fleshes out the story through more narration against a shadowy musical backdrop with a heart-wrenching violin outro.

The multi-faceted gem “A Prophet For A Pound Of Flesh” is mostly instrumental with limited vocals including a male/female duet at one point. We wander through strange dreamscapes with this tapestry, which also includes an acoustic segment with guitars and handclaps.

The mellow intro into “The Blight Of God’s Acre” is extremely deceptive before it plunges us into nightmarish danger. “Man’s Laughter” feels like a we’re in a Gothic mad scientist’s laboratory, which would fit the timeline according to The History Channel’s “The Real Frankenstein”. This album is definitely an Experience, not just a collection of songs. The Crowgrrl recommends you check it out!

~Athena Schaffer