I have always thought of the music of this man as something akin to mediatative states of reality; something which we all know exist somewhere within the mind, but yet we can only ascribe some platonic existance to them, failing to bring them into the tangible world we percieve. Correspondingly, when I listen to Judas Iscariot it's as if I am instantly brought back to some forgotten world of my past, where only darkness dwells and the light is forever gone. Finally, when I reach over to shut off the player, I think back and wonder "where have I been for the past hour?" It's like a black out, but without the consumption of alcohol. Rather, like I said before, it is most like a meditative experience, where the mind is brought to such a still and desolate state, that reality tends to blend in and out of one's consciousness, as opposed to existing like we usually believe.

Such is the case with this mighty demo... containing four tracks of some of the filthiest in the books. Unlike most of the psuedo- fuck toy conglomerations of maggot shit that infest a once proud scene, Judas Iscariot realizes the real meaning of this music. It recognizes this indistinguishable and immortal truth that only a select few of us shall ever know, and fewer still shall ever grasp in it's entirety. Let me state here that I have only but the utmost of sincerity and respect for the last of a dying breed of truth seekers... we shall rule the world one day!

The demo is terribly played, simplistic, under- produced, and utterly vile in it's nature. If you can't understand that, then pick up your cunt off the seat and fuck off... this need apply only to the true circle. Track one is perhaps one of the more pure and barbaric Judas songs I have heard, bringing up a simultaneous memory of translvanian Hunger... or more particularly, Abyssic Hate's suicidal cd. Although obviously not quite as magical as Darkthrone, the feeling is still there, and that is all that matters these days. Tracks two and three are not quite as good. Four, the Cold Earth, is a strange track which starts off with a slow doom riff certainly not consistent with the rest of the material. In fact, I may be so bold as to actually label this cut as being a little overly "happy," in it's attempt to establish a depressive base, the music instead veers off into some pop rock type action which does not work well here. None the less, this demo is absolutely essential for developing a sense of what Black Metal truly is, and how we can strive in the future to rid the scene of all false idols. Sound the horn of the battle tyrant Judas Iscariot!!!!!!!!

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