Melancholic despair personified through the words and singing of a literal dead man who'd be gone a year later. As eerie and hauntingly captured through a cold production that makes you feel you're walking through urban decay.
a literal metalhead who just wants to enjoy stuff. it ain't a problem. There's three ways to enjoy music: be a contrarian to the point nothing is good to you, worry about what an artist's life/beliefs are to the point where you can't enjoy anything, or just ride it out.
library section are albums that I physically own.
Reviews vary from serious to goofy. I apologize for being too much.