FRZL 063
31.12.2017Description:
The project from the Urals comes back to tell you a horrible night tale. Cemetery wickets are creaking, wind howls in damp crypts and crooked crosses strain after their masters buried down in the ground. Steel slabs and spiral springs, overdriven bass guitar and rattling electronics move along with piercing synth and cello parts. Recommended to the lovers of graveyard aesthetics and dark old school industrial ambient.
CD, jewel box, 4-page booklet, limited to 300 stamp-numbered copies.
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