From Bandcamp, "The record is steeped in an enchanting form of avantgarde black metal rooted in the atmospheres, colors, and warm ruggedness of an imaginary South. Far from the usual northern influences, these roots sink into a hot, arid, rocky landscape - a place where the air tastes of dust and the light forces your eyes half-shut beneath a blinding sun. "Radici" stands as a work with a unique, unmistakable character, boldly diverging from every cliché and convention of the genre. We like to think that roots are not only there to anchor us to the ground, but that in the darkness they reach out to find our kindred. From this intertwining, and by drifting away from ourselves, we have glimpsed a new world: a place where everything breathes within time and dances to the relentless rhythm of the cycle of life."

The album has eight songs, and "Maskharah" is first. There is a weighted darkness to the music, almost as if it's the last dying breath of an angry old man. Most of the vocals are harsh and raging, but there are also some somber cleans. "L'Abbraccio del Serpente" is both dark and aggressive. The riff starts thing up like a diesel engine of a truck kicking over. There is also a hopeless quality to the music. Tom drums bang, and eerie leads appear over what is mostly a barren landscape. "Vultures" has a strange, almost jovial riff, using some major chords to go along with darker, minor ones. The result for me is that I am unsure if I am listening to something that is hopeful, or if the dread takes over. "Necromanteion" features creepy bass notes to go along with crawling vocals, and darkness spreads like a disease across the lands.

The title track is a slow mover, and those desperate tones seem to pervade your every thought. Is there any point to life? Why do I go through the motions? Is there anything I can do that might make me feel better? "WhaleFall" is another curious offering, and if you think you are getting straight Black Metal that is easy to assimilate, think again. Many of the chord patterns demand a careful ear. The existential dread alone is noteworthy. "Mescalynia" is speedy and lead by galloping bass guitar notes. It almost sounds like Punk music to me, minus the anguish, which has no place in the genre. "Osedax" is the final song, and it's harrowing in scope. It's dark, deep, contentious, and filthy. There are also some eerie tones mixed in, like you are traveling somewhere that keeps getting hotter and hotter.

This album is largely a study in contrasts. Just when you think the sound is settling, it jars into another direction. It isn't typical of the FWOBM or even the SWOBM…instead, it's experimental, with outstanding musicianship, far reaching, visionary, and pleasing in the oddest sort of way.