Is it fall yet? No, not quite. We are are about to reach summertime. When the weather is high, y’know, that kind of thing. Yet, when I leafed through the review pipe I found a dark, melancholy type of album. Not made for happy, sunny and airy times. And it is from last year to boot. One that patiently sat in the RMR review pipe for an extremely long time.
So, why the wait? Ye see, the time just needs to be right for this kind of music. If you are in the mood for trve metal, then a review of such a genre will only end in disaster. And this record – for sure – is nowhere near any metal. The band crafted a tune clad in the earthy colors of a rainy day in the mountains instead. When the snow finally approaches, but is not quite there yet. Just the mist shows in the morning above the treetops and a promise of colder weather in the air awaits discovery. [...]
Someone opined a few days ago that the musical buck stops once you cross the alps and go South. In this guy’s august take on the scene, only classical music remains. But rock, folk and – for sure – metal take a nosedive to nothingness once you start cruising along the Po. And truly so, things change indeed, but not quite this way. From German precision, French bonhomie or the British stiff upper lip and lukewarm beer, you change into a more laid-back realm. But this does not mean non-existence of modern music, bad quality or – Loki forbid – a lack of intensity. Quite the contrary. 
A Doom Rock and Metal avalanche currently thunders into this valley of woe where the fans dwell. It is big, scary and heavy on tears and sorrow. RockmusicRaider covered a score of them bands over time: Traditional outfits like