Hymn To The Local Gods
Shriekback · Other Songs - Shriekback
Where are the shrines to the local gods?
They never write now or ring us
Whatever happened to the local gods?
What are their names? Where do they live now?
Where do we go to light a candle to them now?
They held the soul of the city
The streets were bright with the local gods
The days were sweet with their meanings
The nights were vivid with the local gods
The day they left we never saw their going
We woke one morning and the world was less than it had been
In the canals and the wastelands
Up in the spires, under the flyovers
Still you can see, with the right eyes,
The shining presence of the local gods
Stand in the silence you can hear them whisper
Hearing their laughter echo in the steel and stone
So leave a fire in the window
Pour the wine under the underpass
Let's all go down to the river
We'll go swimming with the local gods
They never died we only lost their number
All you can find here worship and more will appear
Hymn To The Local Gods
Shriekback's "Hymn To The Local Gods" stands as a compelling example of the band's signature post-punk and new wave aesthetic. Emerging from a period where the group blended art-rock sensibilities with electronic textures, the track showcases their ability to craft atmospheric soundscapes that balance experimental production with melodic accessibility. The recording reflects the band's broader discography, which often explores themes of modern life through a lens of rhythmic complexity and distinctive vocal delivery. As part of their extensive body of work, the song contributes to Shriekback's reputation for creating music that is both intellectually engaging and sonically rich. It remains a notable song in their catalogue, illustrating the creative depth that has defined their career across multiple decades of recording.