The Toronto ambient-doom band's second album is a suitably ominous sounding collection of slowly building musical washes, underpinned with funereally paced drums and hiding macabre whispers within its echoing confines. An ambitious work split into discrete textures, the collection has an enveloping, all-consuming effect that's all the more effective for being so subtly manipulative. Its climactic finale, "Flowers of the Flesh," is a monolithic sonic masterpiece, complete with voice-of-doom vocals.
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