Articles by aVoid

There’s a fine line between creating something unique and sporting a gimmick to cover a lack of good ideas. There’s a fine line between hypnotizing minimalism and boring uninspired repetitivity. BOTANIST are standing dangerously unsafe […]

I give it up, I give in – this is love, this is sin.  A brief glimpse of hope in a life fucked up by the turmoil of loss and betrayal. Calm resolution when facing […]

This review will begin with a short questionnaire. If your answer to one or more of these following statements is affirmative, close this window and go ahead and buy the CD. If none of these […]

Lo and behold! The Britonic war-gods do descend anew, to grace us once again with their mighty and epic sagas of gloriously cataclysmic battlefields, arcane scriptures of ageless unnameable horrors, the fall of aeon-old civilisations… […]

Again and again, a shocking reminder. Face to face, we’ve never been blinder. An eight-armed primate, poised as a Hindu deity. Dressed in suit, with a crown of thorns, an anthropomorphic brute wielding a skull, […]

AGM.com and our readers were first introduced to the French progsters of AVERSE in 2007, with their first offspring Scolopendrian Perception Haze. Five years in the making, this album is a massive pillar of romantic progressive […]

I must say that it is quite an honour for me to be writing for this site, getting in contact with all these interesting and creative unsigned bands. This time I have gotten the first […]

First, some clarification and explanation is needed before beginning the review. There is progressive music, and then there is avant-garde music. The same music some might claim (perhaps not on this website though, but elsewhere […]

This is the third ALUK TODOLO album, since 2007’s Descension. It is often said that the third album is where a band has to prove their worth, or give up. It seems true, and Aluk […]

Lurking, murky attempts to Kraut drones; drums a hypnotising steady beat, mekanik but deprived of all life and groove, wandering in Sisyphean circles, the bass does little but to tag along the minimal plodding, only […]