Review Summary: Take a bottle, grab a chair, and come to the mirror. Time to show your demons to your own reflection.
Starting with a long drawn out sigh followed by a narrative from a drunken man disconnected from society, Mirrored Confessions starts the funeral doom vibe from the very beginning, leaving you in a pit of despair with the only solace possible in the bottom of a bottle. Having only 2 songs and an intro and outro, the only sin in this album is that it is very short.
After moving to the first song Reflections you will be greeted by an easy, lightweight, dark guitar riff after which comes the first growl with which the singer introduces himself. E.R. Mendoza's participation on this album is the icing on the cake, ranging from deep heavy growls expected on funeral while reaching higher agonizing moans, throwing you deeper into the deep dark pit that doom calls for. Don't forget that there is only one vocalist. The rest of the 9:39 song will be characterized by a heavy and strong drum by J. Spitzer, showing you the rhythmic wasteland that accompanies most doom songs.
After Reflections, a somewhat faster Seeds is found, mixing classical doom and funeral doom into a really doomed song. A third voice type is introduced here, more reminiscent to the intro's voice singing a deep chant (kinda reminds me of The Hobbit's dwarves singing "Misty Mountain") that fits perfectly with the heavy, steady drum and slow growling guitar.
Finishing with a narrative from this drunken mess of a person explaining us how he pushed away everything that loved him away from his life, this album manages to deliver an excellent funeral doom album that makes you feel like talking a bottle and confessing your sins to your reflection.
