A curious mix of Swans-like gothic psychedelia and Slint post-rock, with a smattering of Germanic influence.

Despite the over-the-top hyperbole in the PR blurb which includes phrases like “Sharp as a migraine”, “…gorged on pain to the point of delirium”, this curious little album is anything but headache-inducing, and is in fact quite trippy.

Roger Trenwith, www.weekendprog.blogspot.com