When I was young, I was a nightmare for my parents. I specialised in wandering off; there in the clasp of their parental embrace one moment, a ghost made of worry the next. So when I saw the title this I felt an immediate affinity with it.

This affinity only deepened after I had given this track a good listen. Initially A darkly rigid maze of Tech melodo-rhythms, boyant choruses all wrapped up with the sonic timbre of good old death-core.

Neberu hail from Recklinghausen, Germany and this is the glory you may expect from them.

For fans of Monuments, when you've got some wood to chop, feel like breaking stuff or fancy wandering away from your parents just to piss them off.

– John Whitmore

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