Gee, I like the first album so much that it’s only natural I would be afforded the pleasure of reviewing the next gem. This time—it’s a singular, not plural—Poisoner making all this Edward Gorey-like, Edwardian, La Belle Epoche aurally illustrated noise. A one-man band of hexes, roosters, eye hands, and roadside altars. Still campy, theatrical, and melodramatic—although this album is more structured, but with the same early 1900s aesthetic. Words escape me, but visualization doesn’t. And “Faded Love” is a flat-out good song.
–thiringer (Zodiac Killer)