Active, highly inventive riffs dance around tonal centers and then invert
all meaning as they approach an understanding they have defined.
Each song shifts and deconstructs in a twisted way only to reveal its
gradual plan for self-reformation, with each cycle of thematic peak
resulting in a new apex of motif. One might call it "virus study music,"
as what it traces is evolution of a song from basic principles unique to
that song, in an information age version of progressive music.

With an ear for rhythmic expectation like a funk band (without the
cheesy slap bass effects) with a temporary insanity driving a yen for
weird tonal progressions, highly verbal riffing and a slow buildup of
rhythm and harmonic accents, in a style reminiscent of Ripping Corpse,
Demilich place the listener into a staring contest with the self's own
concept of infinity.

This album is highly recommended - underground metal shooting off
in another direction, but in safe hands. It's punk in that these players
are not entirely technically obsessed and play sometimes a shade
unsteadily, but progressive in that they reach beyond any metal
structures known to humanity to create a language: a highly abstracted
and intellectual, atmospheric type of death metal that works out its
fractal by making sure every anticlimax is a peak view into the next
dimension of its context.

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