I am sitting in a bar with some friends. Nice, dark and cool it is in here, some chicks lounging not far away at a table. Fatty finger food and caloric drinks galore that will wreak havoc with my jelly-belly. But hey, the brain likes fat and sugar, so here we go. Downright comfy, right?
If only there wasn’t just that annoying background music. Like a cold drizzle out in the boonies, always there, but never quite present. Soulless soundbites without effect, created in the cold embrace of robots and synthesizers with some dude tweaking some buttons. I guess to give these heartless electronics some groove, yet it never gets there. [...]
Damn, I’m freezing! It is this cold, cold gale blowing down on us from the arctic North. Or is it the cold metal blasting out of my boom boxes? Luckily the winter is over soon and the frozen tundra and wind-blown plains between the Russian border and eternity will warm up. If not, these guys up in Finland will continue to find dark and cold tunes that will ice our bones and souls. And there is a bunch of them trying to drive us to tears with doomish and dark soundbites that flow towards us.