As you approach, her child is born right in front of your eyes. The unnamed Orphan of Kos is a humanoid creature that is holding what appears to be its own bladed placenta.
…the album is darkly upbeat. There is plenty of energy with a plethora of twists and turns to keep it interesting.
…complex riffs whose only purpose is to crawl insect-like into your brain, lay eggs, and let their larvae consume you from the inside.
An interview with two members of Wake, as well as their live set at Cellarmen’s.
The entire dissonant nightmare is coming at you from all sides, all at once. And then they slow down, light you on fire, and watch you burn.
The plodding riffs are unrelenting. The drums hammer misery into your skull.
As their songwriting continues to mature, the only direction for them is up.
The bottom line is this, Illusive Golden Age has something for everyone.