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A hybrid sound magma, a contemporary transmutation of a multifaceted industrial wave. The expansive ambiance full of delays and echoes tends to build the pattern to which perhaps the album’s title refers, an unknown city, meant in its dystopian and almost abstract sense.
A hybrid sound magma, a contemporary transmutation of a multifaceted industrial wave.
The expansive ambiance full of delays and echoes tends to build the pattern to which perhaps the album’s title refers, an unknown city, meant in its dystopian and almost abstract sense.
Dive into the dark, atmospheric world of SabaSaba's 'Unknown City' and discover its hidden industrial layers.
The satire here has less bite than a toothless, retired Tyrannosaurus. The Menu is just a deflated soufflé that insults the viewer with the usual cliché of ‘If you don’t get it, you’re stupid: here we serve deep messages.’
The satire here has less bite than a toothless, retired Tyrannosaurus.
The Menu is just a deflated soufflé that insults the viewer with the usual cliché of ‘If you don’t get it, you’re stupid: here we serve deep messages.’
Read our full critique and decide if The Menu deserves a seat at your watchlist.
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