ESKIMO

Back in the early 80's a friend of mine at Uni liked this band - I thought he was mad, his taste in music was petty out-there, and I considered this band some kind of publicity stunt trying to take the piss out of the music industry. Fast forward to the present day and I have to admit this album DOES have SOMETHING about it.

The opening track 'The Walrus Hunt' is hypnotic, disturbing and evocative. Full of white noise swirls and sound FX it transports you to an icy wasteland - it is a disconcerting musical EXPERIENCE. If those fiendish MK-ULTRA types had used this soundscape during their LSD experiments I'm sure some people would'nt have come out the other end sane. 'Birth' keeps up the paranoia and you strain to make sense of the treated 'vocal'. 'Arctic Hysteria' is pretty much an apt description of the third track. 'The Angry Angakok' defies description - just go with the flow - if you have listened so far you will feel impelled to continue anyway.

The last two tracks are 'A Spirit Steals A Child' and 'The Festival of Death'. The former is disturbing (no surprise) and is probably the music of choice for your friendly neighbourhood devil-worshippers (makes a change from Venom and PoS). The latter actually has something resembling music towards the end of it. Now - this band MAY be taking the piss - BUT you won't forget the first time you go on this ride. Disneyland in Purgatory.