Review: Mirar – Gradus Ad Parnassum
Am I out of touch? No, it’s the children who are wrong.
Am I out of touch? No, it’s the children who are wrong.
I hope you like treble!
Can the mirrors reflect the opening brilliance?
The many faces of death in the peat of dreams.
Come bask in this blackened French atmosphere.
“I think, therefore I don’t speak French” – Descartes, maybe.
Moving pictures? … Nope, they seem pretty static.
Climbing a familiar mountain.
Blut Aus Nord have turned melodic?!?!
A utopia? In this economy?