One madness more has been given
unto man... The Neon Death Slittes.
Apocalyptic, amorphous Northern gothic noise for guitar and
drum machine. The sound of hot lead in your ears. Heavily
opiated doom-blues. The sound of a grim, dying city and all
of it's ghosts.
Leeds, January 2003. In the top room of the city's oldest
pub a seance is in progress. Drums clatter and a heavily distorted
guitar cuts through the spiritual darkness. The war with Iraq
was on the horizon, a dark storm - the war is language,
black magick language, formulas for reality.
The Angel of Death has been sighted
He was last seen in the form of a black cloud heading
toward Menwith Hill.
If you see this Azrael, consider him armed and dangerous
Do not approach him.