Friday, 28 March 2014

Silkie's Creatures....

A continuing bestiary











Tarot II: more howling arcana....





Thank You....

Little Lord Nemoships wellness continues..... and although he didn't enjoy being on a drip, and filled with charcoal, here are some pictures of his stark monochromatic awesomeness, as we thank everyone who bought stuff here, Thanks!


Here he is cat whispering young feral princess Sootika.....(don't tell Boo)


and finally, safe, sound and owned. Boo thanks you too...

Saturday, 8 March 2014

Selling stuff for Nemo's vet bill



 We have limited amounts of the following. Please order by email to skullflowertruth@googlemail.com (I will start looking at this) Will individually calculate postage per order.

Vinyl
Skullflower White Wolf 1-sided 12"  £5
Skullflower Great Hunter split w White Medal 7" £3
Skullflower split w Mastery £5
Sunroof! Rock Power £5
Voltigeurs Carrion £4
Voltiguers split w Horseback 10" £4
Voltiguers split w Dark Bargain 7" £3

CD
Skullflower Strange Keys double cd £5
Skullflower split w Utarm £4
Valley of Fear £4
Total Hard and Low £4
Voltiguers Possession £4

CDR
Voltiguers Nazi Ponies 3" £4

Set: Skullflower reissues Kino 1-4 + 1 sided 12" plus flyers £40






Monday, 26 August 2013

Crepuscular Beatification 21-9-13



Black sun roof will be playing live in the woods at the beautifully titled

'Crepuscular Beatification' event. 

Details at:

http://www.fellfootwood.co.uk/events.htm

Saturday, 20 July 2013

Mission Statement


Skullflower: What we are……

Confronting a sea, a moor, or standing on a mountain, you can almost hear the unknown, invisible presences; you know they are there, almost within touch, speaking an occult language, and you feel the power rise up within. You are the lightning rod, the receiver of a pantheistic, atavistic surge of ultimate energy and power, and it makes you laugh with pure delight or cry with gratitude.

We offer an invocation to, and an evocation of the hidden, averse, heathen powers that seethe within our native soil. Come leave your timid gelded civilised masks, bow down and rise up, reborn, within our whirlwind.

- Matthew Bower, July 2013