Legend has it that this highly oxygenated and delightful fawn with high hopes comes from nearby Estonia: integration and cultural exchange between different ethnicities and cultures are more than welcome.
The fact that she is completely voiceless, endowed with vocal tones/capabilities that verge on the improbable, yet do not prevent her from gifting us with this versatile, estrogen-filled, indigestible pop/rock-gothic (gothic?) mishmash that manages to make Evanescence seem like an avant-garde, cultured group, sincerely leaves me all the more astounded.
The whole is arranged in a full 12 songs, tracks, packages, blisters, packages so standardized and serialized that they immediately suggest the merchandising setup aimed at the surreptitious consumption of it: the sanitary cellulose aisle could be its natural ad hoc placement.
The esteemed customers are kindly requested to approach Cash Register 2 for purchases not exceeding 10 items.