This album sounds like BDSM, like a horror movie, a haunted house, a toxic relationship, a crater in the earth. It feels like Halloween without commercialization and a total absence of pumpkins and the color orange.
This album sounds like BDSM feels. There’s a stunningly staunch juxtaposition between the clean, clear female voice, and gruff and distorted whispered chants of the male vocalist that works to build and release tension.
With this release, ∆aimon proves they are able ... read more