Editor's info:

Hail the dawn of the new era. Although the human soul was sometimes symbolically or literally depicted in ancient cultures as a bird or other animal, it was widely held that the soul was an exact reproduction of the body in every feature. MONNO have come a long way, extending their malignant nature through thick layers of fog. Collecting the footprints they've left to musically outshine the past. For this new burial they've built a soundtrack like creeper with traces of gargling glass and atonal spheres that swing through the tracks like unidentified floating objects in the sky. At times you get the feeling your brain is attached to a mechanical beehive suffering various degrees of degradation resulting from the ingress of water and salt attacks. Without doubt their most brutal and menacing album to date, etheric yet droning vocals covered in doom frost. Gradually moving into uptempo black metal waters, than backdropping in sludge mystery like a free-jazz bat in the night. Every time catching the listener by surprise and pushing them in warped directions. Like the legendary Kraken, they come out of the blue and in the blink of an eye drag you down in the storm. A globbering beatdown, difficult, dense and heavy on details. No rocket science but heavy riffs, laPtop monstrosity and drastic saxophone stabs for folks that have a little black in them. An impaired psychomotor as troublesome as the stars that hang above us, with the reeking odor of a thousand corpses. Think along the abandoned shores of Corrupted, Burning Witch, Noothgrush, Albert Ayler and Ulver. The darkness, it all started in their hearts. As dense as sound can get... – Carlo Steegen -

Editor's info:

Hail the dawn of the new era. Although the human soul was sometimes symbolically or literally depicted in ancient cultures as a bird or other animal, it was widely held that the soul was an exact reproduction of the body in every feature. MONNO have come a long way, extending their malignant nature through thick layers of fog. Collecting the footprints they've left to musically outshine the past. For this new burial they've built a soundtrack like creeper with traces of gargling glass and atonal spheres that swing through the tracks like unidentified floating objects in the sky. At times you get the feeling your brain is attached to a mechanical beehive suffering various degrees of degradation resulting from the ingress of water and salt attacks. Without doubt their most brutal and menacing album to date, etheric yet droning vocals covered in doom frost. Gradually moving into uptempo black metal waters, than backdropping in sludge mystery like a free-jazz bat in the night. Every time catching the listener by surprise and pushing them in warped directions. Like the legendary Kraken, they come out of the blue and in the blink of an eye drag you down in the storm. A globbering beatdown, difficult, dense and heavy on details. No rocket science but heavy riffs, laPtop monstrosity and drastic saxophone stabs for folks that have a little black in them. An impaired psychomotor as troublesome as the stars that hang above us, with the reeking odor of a thousand corpses. Think along the abandoned shores of Corrupted, Burning Witch, Noothgrush, Albert Ayler and Ulver. The darkness, it all started in their hearts. As dense as sound can get... – Carlo Steegen -