Black Twilight does it again, this time a torturous funeral doom exercise from ABSUM. There are four movements on this cassette, each more painful and beautiful than the next. The pace is agonizing, and I keep finding myself pleading silently for these tracks to go somewhere, but that frustration is the whole point. Dark industrial dirges through space and sound, ABSUM create an atmosphere in these twenty minutes that most bands would spend their entire existence trying to replicate. Worship Black Twilight, indeed.