As it is the case with any Waltari album, variation and diversity is not lacking. For their inventiveness alone they get a considerable amount of points, and for their musicality they a bunch too. For good production there’s points as well.

You get it all here; from growl to whine, from disco to death, from double bass drums to piano vignettes. In places, Waltari are Finland’s answer to Fantomas, in others they sound like a better euro techno outfit who stumbled upon the heavy sample kit.

I really don’t know where to begin and where to end, but I think the sum of it all is that I think that it’s too much. There are parts of this album that I adore, no doubt about it, but seen as a whole, I don’t get it. I really put my openness hat on, but, regretfully, because I have tons of respect for Kärtsy and the boys, I can’t get into this release like I’ve been able to with most of their past efforts. You partly lost me, sorry, Waltari.

Recommended: Get Stamped (stomping good song, fairly straight forward), Night Flight (more on the progressive side) and Sex In The Beergarden.