You see darkness and you keep searching for a bit of light, but there isn't any.
No, light exists only as an antagonist to the entirety that envelops this incredible, surreal atmosphere, never before created by anyone. A light that, when you want to see it in Liv's voice, always and inevitably transforms into the darkness of Raymond's voice.
You always see darkness, in the insistent hands of Lorentz on those keyboards that still mean sadness, alienation... And that often accompany Liv's sweet singing. A drum often slow, still too doom to be the expression of the near future of this Norwegian group who once made one of the best records ever played: "Velvet Darkness They Fear."
Don't expect great solos, in fact there aren't any. Not even intricate networks of coordinated sounds. Only leaden, dark, wintry atmosphere. The rest comes naturally. Don't think you're listening to an easy album, it doesn't get you right away: after two years of listening to it, I continue to discover new images, sensations, emotions...
Just think about yourselves, closed in darkness in the darkest place of your soul...
All the parts that make up this work are in their place according to a precise, thoughtful, fascinating, and eccentrically sad purpose.
A brilliant interplay of growl and sweetness, like a deadly game: beauty, even if mysterious and with a vague dangerous scent, and ferocity measured and trapped in a universal and objectifying dismay.
"The duel is between the growl of Raymond I. Rohonyi and the stunning voice of the angelic (and historic) Liv Kristine."
"The end of a masterpiece you would never want to stop listening to."