You know that one scene in spongebob where Squidward goes to the hyper future where the universe is all white and there’s just lots of weird shit going on? Like it doesn’t really seem like hell, more like this abstract dimension he’s trapped in that’s seemingly mocking him for his behavior. Imagine being squidward here. You brag about your clarinet skills but everyone knows you’re ass at it, you’re an asshole to the more genuine person you know, and you have your head so far up your own butt you can smell your small intestine. And now through your own fuck ups, you’re stuck in a world that is the very extreme of all you stand for. One that seems like an ironic punishment straight out of dante’s inferno. Now imagine that, but there’s also a giant fucking demon chasing after you the entire time. That’s this album.
9.25/10
The Lizard in Black 