I was going to begin this review by saying, “If you buy only one concept album this year about a wasp drowning in a cup of coffee, be sure to make it this one.” After listening to the record all the way through, I must amend my advice to something simpler: avoid this album at all costs.
Nadja Ovo use basic elements—guitar, drums, bass, vocals of a sort—to construct four songs built around the story of the ill-fated wasp. Unfortunately, these pieces manage to combine all the worst elements of jam-band noodling, death-metal growling, ambient spaciness and experimental atonality into one seamlessly unpleasant package. The music manages to be simultaneously ugly, which is not necessarily a crime, and boring, which is.
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