Review: Urarv – Nychta Psychis
Gaze into inner blackness.
Gaze into inner blackness.
Kick back and watch the stars float by.
No trite jokes here about the album being Mið.
Did someone say bamboo?
I firmly believe I am rescuing you all with this album review.
I hate to be the one to tell you you’re holding your camera upside down.
In my mind I’m bathing in the crisp Norwegian fjords right now.
Welcome to the circus of value.
Does this imply the existence of a Minotaur of Life?