Fressing Heads is a catchy refrain from the amalgamation of noisy experimentation found throughout Doc Wör Mirran's discography. Instead, there's a melodic emphasis with actual singing or spoken word passages, all the while maintaining their experimental edge. This is a proper album full of structured songs instead of half-baked ideas. But this album deserves more than a pass, especially thanks to the stellar standouts "I Was A Machine" and Yes, No, I Don't Know".

The grotesque cover inaccurately represents the featured recordings. Perhaps it was designed to dissuade viewers from discovering the striking beauty of the artist, or to critique the design philosophy of pop album covers. Regardless, the album itself is interesting, to say the least. Using a wide array of instruments (guitar, tenor and soprano saxophone, drums, keyboard, banjo, flute, bass, trumpet) she strings together bizarre tribal arrangements, middle-eastern rhythms, soul-jazz, and ... read more

If I was told to bring satanism to the masses, it would go a little something like this. Delightful progressive compositions that stray from far from the metal crowd without sabotaging the message. The occultism is authentic and enticing, even moreso than the usual sinister act. See you in hell.

A less impulsive and more cataclysmic version of DNA. If you're looking for indecipherable layers of noise, you'll find it on mars.