Labels: Geweih Ritual Documents
Review by: Captain Fidanza
Building slowly and ominously from darkened splurge to driving scowl, the relentless drumbeating changes my ordinarily bright and sunny countenance into an unsettling sneer which later causes me to derecognise myself in the bathroom mirror. Odd to forget what your own face looks like, but such is the power of sound.
We brighten to black and back again, forwards and backwards forever enlivening, never illuminating, never enlightening.
Eek-an-Insect!