Mechanized, industrial black/death that owns all the riffs. Diverse rhythms, both synthetic and organic, drive cogent compositions. A parade of fascinating, malevolent riffs ride roughshod over each cybernetic cadence. Less bizarre than Emptiness, but possesses the same peculiar panache. Diligently prods socio-polical beehives with a direct, punk mentality and coarse, inhuman vocals. An addictive dissection of motifs most dear. So many riffs.

Out on December 9th.