According to information I got through various magazines and such, this band was supposed to be experimental and far enough out there that most people wouldn’t get it. Instead, former Frosted Flake Tom G. Reznor (oops, I mean Tom G. Warrior/Fischer) takes us on a spin down Nine Inch Nails boulevard and checks us into the Marilyn Manson hotel. I don’t know about you, but if having your head so far up Trent Reznor’s ass that you can clean his spleen with your tongue is considered “experimental” then I must not “understand” this album enough. This literally sounds like Nine Inch Nails (Downward Spiral era) doing remixed renditions of their favorite Marilyn Manson tunes. Honestly, I expected so much more from these guys considering the fact that Mr. Fischer was one of the guys behind Into the Pandemonium. I guess that after Cold Lake, I should have learned my lesson. Good points, though: nice thick guitar tone, good production and tight playing. Fans of Kovenant, the new Malignant Eternal, Pain and the previously mentioned NIN and Marilyn Manson will probably think this is OK, but I sure don’t.
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