Review: Night of the Vampire – The Enchanting Winds of the Dreamweaving Masquerade
One, one-man black metal band—ah, ah, ah!
One, one-man black metal band—ah, ah, ah!
“I don’t need therapy if I listen to this angel sing.” Said someone, probably.
Kinch! Your review is ready!
Yo dawg, I heard you like prog.
Chill, lo-fi beats to play air guitar to.
Latvian black metal with a twist.
You’re gonna need your oxygen tank for this one.
Big Big Train arrives according to schedule at platform 6.
A desolate post-soundtrack to worldly destruction.
Some cyanide with your linguini, sir?