Reviewed by Alan Milne / Heathen harvest. [Full length article, click here].

All the tracks appear to be untitled and Mourmansk150 kicks things off with the longest track on the album. Immediately I am thrown into an unfriendly environment, I feel like I am locked in the engine chamber of an old ruster oil-tanker caught in one hell of a hurricane in the middle of the ocean. Track 2 is one of my favorite on the album with some grittier industrial atmospheres in the beginning and some almost comedic vocals towards the end that kind of remind me of the dwarf from “Twin Peaks” except not spoken in reverse. The following tracks features some more interesting vocals as well that almost sounds like mini-mouse with what sounds like an octave effect on them shifting them up. I enjoy this kind of fuckery because it adds a sick and twisted atmosphere and just plain fucks with the “accepted” way PE or death industrial vocals should sound. […] After what seems like a blur of varied but muddled harsh industrial atmospheres and a whole lot of information that was subliminally pumped into my head Mourmansk150 presents the last “real” track on the album which is significantly different then the previous assault. It features a lo-fi but almost happy rhythm that has been perverted into Mourmansk150's beleaugered industrial wasteland. Although it's as constant as all the tracks before it, it makes for a great end and one of the preferred tracks on the release.

Reviewed by Blood ties. [Full length article, click here].