Previous releases from this mysterious one-man black metal band from France have been very hard to come by...as a matter of fact, each time we have gotten a title in from Drastus, it's well after the pressing has completely sold out through the label, which means we end up blowing through our copies in short order. We probably owe that to the fact that Drastus' harsh, hypnotic black metal attack is some of the finest that the French label Flamme Noir has offered. This 5 song, twenty minute mini-album delivers the goods, with a relentlessly cold and hateful wall of massively distorted buzzsaw that has a industrial feel to it, each Drastus song a thick dense swirl of white-noise riffing overloaded with a uniquely vicious level of treble, tangles of epic, apocalyptic melodic soloing, weird crooning singing and savage gasoline-guzzling snarls delivered through an array of delay FX, and splattery hyperspeed drum machine blastbeats. Those are some of the fastest fucking blasts I've ever heard from a black metal outfit, regardless of whether or not they employ a drum machine. The blasts are pushed so far into the red that it sounds like gabba noise at times. But there's also some creepy ambience here as well...the instrumental "Columns Of Decline Part I" is nothing more than cascading layers of a malevolent 2-chord riff repeated over and over as it becomes an icy hypno-guitar mantra. But when "Part II" erupts, its a white hot wall of fuzzblast blurr with those machine blasts ricocheting off of Drastus' warped riffs. Awesome, hallucinogenic black metal buzzscapes, suffocating and vicious yet strangely beautiful and hypnotic, like mixing Deathspell Omega with Merzbow levels of white noise and eerie Troum-esque drone.