“Metawar” is a provocative mix of sublime and sinister.
“Each song is like a paperback book found in the various rooms of this hotel.”
“Cleansing” was the record that really defined us and “No Absolutes” brought it to the new century.
It will win over anyone previously unfamiliar with their brand of decadent industrial-dance.
It sounds like something you would hear in a smoke-filled, dimly-lit strip joint located in a far-off dystopian city.