There is a moment, four minutes into K1, where the dense haze breaks and you're granted a delicate, beautiful respite. It lasts half a minute, and then you never hear this again. Moments like these, and the weight they hold, makes this simultaneously the most gorgeous and harrowing album I have ever heard. contrapaasso
以前の聖体拝領を補完および強化する、電子音響同化への堅実で興味をそそる旅。それは耳の吹き消しではありません。燃えるような黒焦げの秋の森を散策し、あらゆる段階で魅力的でい発見があります
A solid, intriguing journey into electronic-acoustic assimilation that complements and enhances their previous communion. It's not an ear blowout. It's a stroll through the burning and charred autumn woods with fascinating and ugly discoveries at every step. MERZILLA