This album has been destroying me, in the same way as I destroy pomegranate. It's messy, dripping blood-red juicy goodness all over, while satisfying some sort of deep need for a flavor so dense it can't be replicated by anything other than itself. Ceremonials is so beautiful it makes me feel like I'm at some sort of church service on another planet. Florence Welch is the Joan of Arc from Mars.
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