Oh goodness how to begin!?! This album is a towering wall of art that is seemingly impenetrable upon the first listen, but is instantly rewarding for us folk grasping to comprehend the monstrosity that is Bish Bosch. This album is all about the decay inside and all around each of us. Walker examines the natural destruction of the body and of the world through these seemingly alien yet wholly organic tracks. Walker basically plays the role of composer in this instance setting the bar impossibly high for any aspiring avant-garde songwriters. Just like the last two albums Drift and Tilt the lyrical style employed here is not conventional. Walker rather creates tapestries of sound with his own angelic croon that somehow manages to pierce through the walls of instrumentations. Gradual evolution of passages, silence, and noise are all themes that are used to great extent in this album; kind of reminiscent of Swans latest album. There must be some wisdom that these old legends possess which allows them to give voice to such huge prospects such as aging and destruction. Wielding these hefty weapons and driving your ears with their singular vision until we all climax and have a smoke.
