Despite their death metal-sounding moniker, Flesh Cherub crafts “love songs to self-hate”, rooted in fringe folk and alt-country. Scored by melancholic lap steel, nylon string guitar and haunting ...
They had no monetary value. They were trinkets—a couple of rings and a beloved cherub necklace—that Imi, her brother, wanted to save when men with guns forced them from their house.