No direct interview questions, we see the subjects talking about each other and reacting to situations. Like gossip, we’re never given access to the source.
One of Swedish death metal’s founding fathers, but they’ve never had their live show properly documented. Grave sound more menacing and crushing here than ever.
Two hours of brutish beauty like Agalloch and such. Mostly instrumental (the vocals are blackened growl when they occur), mostly droning and tinkering.
Screaming, skimpy metal and the yearning of some poser whose balls have yet to drop. Probably have 100,000 MySpace friends, all girls who love boyz in eyeliner.