i am ghost elk, broken-quill, heavy-brow, the waker. i creep like the light of dawn over eastern ridge with quiver laden, hear their hooves and hollow ribs.
the slaughtered elk army followed me through generations migratory, hear their antlers in the wind.
Unsure how to verbally praise this incredible masterpiece of an album. The lyrics, voice and flow of Yugen Blakrok, interwoven with dystopian old school beats which were given both an afro-futurist and extreme depth spin are just.... fantastic. She grew immediately being one of my all-time favourite rap artists for this stunningly beautiful music. Jazhra