dark throne

...whats happenin' here is like a swarm o' angry buzzin' bees in 'n cavern deep, deep below th'deepest cellar populated by these flipped out'n madly driven cats is th'sound o' th'crazy riffin' goin' on here...growlin' guttral vocal sound intones a bleakness not visited upon many on this planet...drums stop'n start whenever they feel'n th' whole thing has a sound barely captured, always tryin' to escape away from th'speakers...one o' those wax that needs a few spins to get to grips with whats goin' on but as time goes on a cat may find this strangely addictive...