It just takes a single careless act to put you out of control...
Everything seems to tumble down. Wittnes the midnight-gathering of those terrifying wicked monkeys dancing slowly and hypnotic arround a huge fire in a bizzare ritual in front of your inner eye while you feel the cold breath of the noonday demons on your neck.
Yes, it's cold when you die...
Melanchoholics spread thick atmospheric darkness since 2001. By mixing industrial field-recording-soundscapes with minimal
fragile guitars, drones and fuzzy low-end bass-lines, the german threesome creates music, that might either carry you away or lets you jump out of the window.
