I should have listened to Crooked Crosses for the Nodding God by now, but it got lost in the middle of Current 93's fifty other albums.
It's better than Swastikas for Noddy.
Way better. Steven Stapleton's treatments elevate it to another level and create an atmospheric coherence that the other version lacks.
And Rose McDowall makes me feel funny inside. Can't complain about that.
This ain't the summer of love.