The sound is carefully tuned. At first almost mono, at a second glance not too much or too less of anything, and all the instruments are clearly audible. Still, it's not even the point, the point would be the music itself. This Austrian one-man band doesn't lack ideas, melodies and riffs are everywhere, buried more or less in a glassy wall of sound, and they never get old. If at any time you start thinking you have heard too much of the same, don't worry because already at the next moment you will find yourself nodding to yet another long, deliberate riff with a twist at the end, or a twist when you don't expect it. So, even the 21-minute "End of the Line" or "Genocide Crescendo" (hmmm, trains...) will never get boring, especially if you are in a mood for some raging depression with a brain and a face.
Not someone out there generally doing something, but a face behind the screams and a pain behind the sound.
*Editor's Note: the artist has a campaign to raise funds to release this album. if you would like to assist, follow this link to make a donation - https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/garden-of-grief-endstation-album-release*