Cursed, the band that reverberate upon bitterness and brooding. This album is a marked improvement over its predecessor. The songs are not as inherently catchy as the songwriting of one but here it is more manageable, more nuanced. A slight breather between songs is allowed. That is not to say that it has become anymore accesible though. The guitars, bass and drums are still as dense as granite and about as penetrable too. It mocks any ideas of accesibility with the cynical twang of a low notes in Void before sticking a single, dissonant middle finger up at the listener. Accesibility to Cursed is only step closer to the mainstream and in the end they don't want that. They cast it out of their dark, rusted world, prefering to live simply as the Cursed.
