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We are The Esoteric Khurch of the Perpetually Lachrymose, a collectively organised mini-religion dedicated to the pure expression of permanent delirium and outpouring of globally felt horror. We are of the belief that the human race has reached a point of muddled stupefaction and that one of the only methods of counteracting or rectifying this fact is through constant emotional catharsis of the ludicrous, morose and wildly unreasonable. We of the Church (abbreviated EKOPL) call for a worldwide public outpouring of grief for the inherent meaninglessness of the human condition and ultimately wish to cure this collective existential crisis through radio broadcast auditory experiments. For one hour a week, we the two founders and HoolyFolk of the Khurch, aim to encourage our diverse group of listeners to contemplate the delirious and confusing nature of life on this planet. Our broadcast stems from a desire to educate and horrify the general public with a wide ranging collection of audio ephemera.
19/06/2017 // Goth Knows What He's Doing
Here, oh you sorry ladies and gents, the Khurch goes fully emo. We dig up songs buried deep in our boring past and swim around in the sludge of the music we hold so very close to us in the present.
We reopen old scabs and we sob into our dirty pillows, alone and scared. Why? Because we are the KHURCH and sorrow is a vicious circle :(
Over there - a mother slips into a coffin. There - a child is trapped in a mans eye ball. We all fall down very gradually and yes our bones crack easily.
They say its Summer Solstice. It may be one of the longest days of the year But the Sun Gods can hang their heads in shame - for inside we weep into melting ice caps. We wear speedos and funky sandals but inside we wear black, because black is how feel in there - in the inside.
WE ARE NOTHING IMPORTANT
Love High Priestess and Dew Silky
Join us on the Mystery Train. But it ends in a heart attack in Vegas in 1977