The opening piano chords cut to your spine. That’s unsettling enough, but when Lola Blanc gets going, funneling in more dark sounds that’ll leave deep, fang-sized imprints on your skin. From clanging, chain-rattling percussion and a gothic choir, “Here Come the Wolves” is an off-your-rocker stunner. “Not gonna let you go / Baring my teeth, I’m ready / My tongue is a sharp machete,” seethes Blanc. A haunted sorceress, you won’t see her coming – for your throat.
Listen to “Here Come the Wolves” below.