{"id":3966,"date":"2025-09-10T14:57:51","date_gmt":"2025-09-10T14:57:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.unlockingsite.com\/?p=3966"},"modified":"2025-09-15T12:43:28","modified_gmt":"2025-09-15T12:43:28","slug":"skullcrusher-saves-herself-on-and-your-song-is-like-a-circle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.unlockingsite.com\/index.php\/2025\/09\/10\/skullcrusher-saves-herself-on-and-your-song-is-like-a-circle\/","title":{"rendered":"Skullcrusher Saves Herself on 'And Your Song Is Like A Circle'"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Who do I live for?<\/em><\/p>\n

It\u2019s the question that opens Skullcrusher<\/u><\/a>\u2019s (Helen Ballentine) expansive, yet intimate, forthcoming album, And Your Song Is Like A Circle<\/em><\/em> (out October 17 on Dirty Hit). Album opener, \u201cMarch,\u201d per the album title, does indeed mimic a sphere. Chords plod along, repeating slowly, voices and layers which crest, crescendo, then mournfully return to stasis.<\/p>\n

The cyclical gesture of the music and lyrics on this album evoke the somber, sobering and rootedly hopeful nature of the time it was made. In the wake of the pandemic, Ballentine moved from Los Angeles where she had lived for over 10 years, back to upstate New York, to her mom\u2019s, eventually moving on her own in Hudson, a bucolic, artistic town.<\/p>\n

Many felt “disassociation” during this time, when so much of life was still mediated by screens and public health guidelines. Ballentine, though, was facing a particular challenge that further strained her ability to remain present. Her beloved cat, Finn, was deeply ill, and the only treatment for him wasn\u2019t yet approved by the FDA, leading to a rather extreme DIY veterinary endeavor. <\/p>\n

\u201c[My] vet told me about this underground group of ladies who you could get this medicine from,\u201d she shares with PAPER<\/em><\/em> over Zoom. \u201cI had to meet up with these ladies in these parking lots and buy this illegal drug for him. And then I had to inject him with this medicine for three months every day. It was really hard to do that.\u201d<\/p>\n

Being responsible for the survival of her animal added a suspense and gravity to this \u201clonely\u201d period, which was already colored by a recent breakup and further physical and emotional distance from the family-like friend community she had formed in Los Angeles. \u201cI can’t remember that time well. It was such a weird blur,\u201d she says. \u201cMost of my memories are of me laying on the ground with [Finn],\u201d describing the whole time as having the feeling of surrender, the image of \u201cfalling to your knees,\u201d evoking the larger emotional sense of that period.<\/p>\n

There was another thing contributing to the \u201cmaelstrom\u201d of her life, though.<\/p>\n

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