Law Of Ruins

Six Finger Satellite have confected 'Law of Ruins,' a joyous, menacing romp through the ages, a testament to the power of that now obscure instrumental lineup -- drums/bass/guitar/throat. At first it may sound like a departure from their more recent fugue states, like the feel good Moog-fueled psychosis of 'Severe Exposure,' or the nightmare of reason evidenced on 'Paranormalized.' But it is also the natural culmination of the core element in all their music -- the urge to explode, to be the unswerving heroes of some monumental jackass prophecy, to make your heart break and your genitals throb, free at last from the prisons of cool and the safe houses of marketable irony. The difference is only that now they wish to lead you not into darkness, but into the hard light of day. It's your choice, but if you don't like Six Finger Satellite, how are you ever going to learn to love yourself?