The night lays heavy across the flat fields of Flanders, mist swirls in the cold night air. Lost and alone you stumble across the furrowed landscape towards the welcoming lights of a small barn in the distance. As you draw nearer you hear strange sounds, some sort of party seems to be under way, the thought of human companionship fills you with joy and renews your vigour. You reach the door, grasp the handle and enter the small ramshackle barn... You are instantly assailed by mystic fumes and the warm fug of intense human activity. Figures move in wild abandon, pounding drums, chords wrestled from guitars, the tortured howl of woodwind. What is this place? What are they doing with that goat? What strange mockery of all that is holy have you stumbled across? The figures turn and welcome you into their frenzy, your limbs in diabolical spasm as you unconsciously join the blasphemous tumult... Oh no! Please, God help me!

Silvester Anfang hail from Flanders, channelling an ancient spirit of blasphemous anarchy, transposing the nameless fiends of yore as free- flowing ritual psych occultic Flemish rock. Kosmies Slachtafval (trans. "kosmic slaughterhouse sweepings/debris") sees Silvester Anfang in dark, post-krautrock, heavy jam mode: guitars, bass, keys, flute and percussion combine with vocals to create a doomy funeral psych rich in the textures of ritual and worship.

Through a series of cassette tapes and CD-r's released in micro editions, the arcane Belgians have garnered a fearsome and mysterious reputation for dark intense musical outpouring and idolatry. We are very proud to foist their first ever full length compact disc release onto an unsuspecting public.

"Across two lengthy pieces the band align themselves with the more far-out tendencies of Acid Mother Temple or perhaps even Sunburned Hand Of The Man unshackled from their more Woodstock-oriented tendencies. In amongst all the shifting textures and sinister wailing sounds you'll hear a jumble of campfire percussion and the kind of organ playing you might last have heard on an Italian horror movie soundtrack. Oddly, there's a bit of a devotional, trance-inducing quality to this music, and you most certainly wouldn't want to accept a glass of grape flavoured Kool-Aid from them, but this album is well worth donning a robe for." - BOOMKAT



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