If your management or PR folks are going to send me an email about a song that’s not anything like new, without even a single link in it, you’d better hope that if I’m curious enough to find it for myself, it better be good. Bloody good, in fact. If it’s a long, dark, acoustic folk track from an up and coming Norwegian artist, full of foreboding melody and an atmosphere heavy with the vibrations of bass strings and a full-instrument approach that wrings ambient sounds from all parts of a guitar, so much the better. If cymbal clashes ride in like white horses through white waves, and an electric guitar screams its echoing farewell, and if someone can be on hand to club a piano with little mercy, then we’re going to be just fine.
I’ll probably still post something vaguely passive/aggressive about the whole thing, but that’s by-the-by. The only important point in all of this is that How Long Must a Woman Mourn is an epic storm of folk pain that you need to know about.