Artist Info: Masque Noir

The hidden world is under the skirt, beyond the curtain, behind the mask. Not visible from outside. This is freedom.
Bitter synthesizers dissolve in the ether, trammels the space, the motion, the will.
Mindless saxophone breaks loose, rushes rampant.
The crack of the drums, which is synchronized with CHP and 12 ambulance teams, hypnotic and feverish.
Guitar is in itself, cause the guitar player has to play the bass as well, and, believe, it is really hard. [read more...]