At some point in a metal head's life, you realize that nobody really likes anything you listen to, that no one will understand why you listen to such strange/shitty/fantastic music, and that your neighbors think you are some kind of meth head/satanist. But you don't care. You don't care that the guitars are barely tuned, that the drummer started playing last week, and that the lyrics in every last song are about Satan. In fact, this is exactly why you love it. The band is absolutely uncompromising in their non-musical approach. Is it black metal? Death metal? All you know is that the band is from Finland, and that they are probably shit felching, grave gobbling Euro-zombies. Do you care? No. You just let the musical filth envelope you like a rain made of pure hate, and that those bad feeling go away for a while. Fuck the neighbors. Turn that shit up. It'll be over before the cops show up.
Rating: 8 out of 10
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