Maybe it’s in the Bible or maybe it’s not, but somewhere in ancient texts there is talk of angels like birds, fierce with power and talons. The strongest of these, of course, was Satan himself, who left God’s side to found his own burning kingdom, damned or not. I’m not talking about evil at all; rather, a disregard for the banality of a black and white morality. That kind of angel is the the only being I envision when listening to My Woman, or anything else in Angel Olsen’s smoldering discography.
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