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It's been a while since such lo-fi, minimalistic Black Metal landed on my speakers. I've sometimes said of albums that they sounded "like a journey through hell", but Vukolak is that and more – it is a journey through hell, with complimentary torture package included. Throughout the album I couldn't decide whether the vocalist was being tortured or singing – tortured into singing maybe? Demented, indecipherable screams pierce through the speakers, accompanied by equally disturbing music (that, I should say, most people would not qualify as such – this is not "pretty Black Metal", folks.)

The pace goes from low to fast in a rollercoaster ride of sonic carnage, thanks to the minimalistic approach the band takes to playing their instruments – it's all chaotic and messy and all over the place, yet somewhat coherent as a whole. Throw in a few haunting, horror-like passages that give you a break from the musical onslaught but keep things somewhat terrifying and all the more interesting. If you can handle this kind of stuff, then by all means check this out. Pussies will want to steer clear of this, while sick minds will enjoy the hell out of it.