Celeste
Morte(s)Nee(s)

THE REVIEW

Yes, looking at my latest proposals I realized that they are more or less all on the same line, that is, all reviews concerning music to be paired with adjectives like "oppressive", or even worse "alienating". In short, all stuff that pushes the average debaserian user to tap the metal legs of the chair or (much more effectively) to give a squeeze to the attributes (strictly on the skin) as soon as they notice a new review on the home page published under my name. But I don't blame you, if I could detach myself from my clothes I would, actually, I confess that when I'm authenticated with a fake I do, but I don't blame you, indeed, I persist.

The subjects of the French Celeste (who cheer for Lyon in the final) are clear and printed on the cover of every album: Pessimism ('07), Nihilism ('08), Misanthropy ('09) and Death ('10). So what's different then? The keyword is "alienating." This music is not alienating but rather "group-like", just like dances.

The topics are discussed in the mother tongue through sweet Screamo melodies, on a methodical and looped Post-Hardcore/Sludge/Black Metal base, meaning with obsessive repetition of the riffs, with a consistently even drum, with the sole purpose of making the audience move as much as possible, until inducing delirium. Thus the group dance in question is the Pogo.

All their albums are equivalent since they are all the same. This one is perhaps the most Post while for the beats Pessimism is perhaps a tad above.

Then, judging from the expression of the Indian bassist I wonder, aren't they really that misanthropic? Or do all Indians, even if they are True Norwegian Blacksters, smile regardless?

I trust in the splendid cover (which evokes the famous shot by McCurry) to restore some seriousness to this work.