10/10 … So the time have come for the mighty Dissection to get the cassette tape treatment by Darkness Shall Rise, a label dedicated to releasing just that, tapes. If some people in the year of 2021 have a hard time understanding why people buy vinyl, then their heads would probably explode when they hear about the rise of new produced tapes. And I have to be honest, I buy all my music on vinyl, it sounds great, the artwork are big and they are beautiful on the shelf. I really don’t get why I would buy studioalbums on tape? I buy demo tapes, especially old ones from the 80’s and 90’s. But to each their own, some people probably love this format as much as I love vinyl…

I have no idea why I call this style of 1990’s techno “British Hooligan Techno”. But all I see infront of me is white British Adidas wearing working class guys on ecstasy dancing in big green fields. But the album I mainly associate this group with, Interspecies Communication is more of a spiritual journey that much like their 1998 movie takes you on a journey around the globe to people who doesn’t live like we in the west do.

5/10 … Self released full-length debut from this Swedish band, and it opens up nothing short of amazing with “Fallen Angels” directly after the really cool intro, and I’m pumped, thinking that this will be an awesome ride. But the next track is a slow thing, “The Beast inside of Me” which is really good, but I can’t stop thinking that it’s an anti-climax to put something slow/mid-tempo directly after that explosive start. Well, we will probably then get back on track with the next one, “One by One”. Nope, we go even slower!!! Holy f**k, am I disappointed now. I wanted more of the starter, the track that made me throw myself out on the internet to check if this had a vinyl release. But the record screams back at me … forget that, now we will go into Power Metal ala Helloween mode (a genre that’s not for me at all) and stay there for the rest of the record…..

One early morning in mid-May 1998, police were called to a hotel in Malmö. Several guests have complained about a loud party that never seems to want to put an end to the after-party.
When the patrol opens the door, they are met by total chaos. A large hole has been drilled in the ceiling, someone has sprayed glue over the carpet and the toilet is full of debris. The floor in the corridor is covered with pills and sequins. In the middle of the mess are five disillusioned musicians in their 20s. Some of them are drawn with lines on the face. It is reminiscent of war paintings.