Lush, layered, and ever-evolving psychedelic instrumentation underpins a bittersweet medley of tunes exploring the gamut from the mundane to the metaphysical, the serene to the sinister.
A massive and imposing slab of doom-riddled psychedelia. Hypnotic and ritualistic at times, ardently oppressive at others, Qujaku is distillate of everything I love about loud abrasive music.
We're introduced to the groove in medias res, we see it through its lowest moments before the ascension and triumph in the third act. The barren world it leaves behind crumbles to insignificance.