All Debord, led by Leonid Diaghilevhas already been awarded Muzzart. Today it is time again, Black thoughts on Christmas Day because forced joy at the end of the year is not my thing and what’s more, the content is worth listening to at length. “Nichego ne budet sovsem”, rhythmic and littered with dissonant guitars, captures everyone. But before him, the title of the same name, cold wave of course, will have already planted its trunk. Mechanical, without joy, equipped with flashes of acid, it immediately imposes itself. The subsequent inspection creates dizzying whirlwinds. All Debordgets the best out of his black and gray universe in every medium. For some time now, as the piece in question suggests, he has been showing real ability. French suits him and gives depth to his stories.
The rules of the game for the second part are almost in the making. Nearly. It’s definitely “brighter,” if I do say so myself. All Debord Guaranteed value, on his checklist (in my opinion) he pours sound lava over his creation. It’s at Detritus, as usual for his record to come out. Oops, its rather pretty fall, ending with the sweep of this Spatial Walk, chopped up, devoid of vocals, as if reaching back to a collection of lively, icy compositions of simply impeccable content.