NOKTURNAL MORTUM - LUNAR POETRY - THE END
I am not certain to which moon Nokturnal Mortum sings, but it's certain that the only keyboards on sale there are the cheap, toy store variety that are sold to little boys who harbour illusions of symphonic grandeur - and lack the balls to actually deliver metal. This rerelease of an original cassette, features the standard vocals sung over 2 kilos of whispers, three kilos of keyboards and a ton of posing. To nail the coffin firmly shut, included is the zillionth cover version this side of the moon. This time one from the original masters of poseur-o-rama: Celtic Dross - he of the Tiffany and Michael Jackson T-shirt variety. This is not rocking, it's rocking chair. - Ali "The Metallian"