A SCEPTIC'S UNIVERSE

I was quite disappointed by this album. A technical monstrousity, really: a stormy chasm of virtuosisms which cut your breath out, really. But how cold! The songs are the most intricate, the sound is heavy, pulsing, dark. Every instrument plays as if driven by madness. All of this is good, but the result is just a cold patchwork of chaotic elements which don't make out an attractive work. The impression is that the band tried to follow the Cynic's lesson, succeeding from a technical point of view, but failing from an artistic one. The sound of the bass pulses over anything, the guitars are just cold as backward sounds. A particular notice needs to be written about the voice: the tone is cold, quite monotone, but the vocal lines followed are very strange and original. This sounds very odd, and makes the record very hard to appreciate, but this mark of extreme originality and audacity is a good thing. I point at two good tracks: Fountainhead and Occam's razor, which features Sean Malone on bass.