"Surging fuzz storms, icy synth drones and hymnal, contrastingly delicate vocals sung in a made-up language called Meronian. Their sharp instrumental prowess, revolving stylistic obsessions and berserker live shows have delighted and confused a growing cult of international thrill-seekers. Circle's bleak lockstep encapsulates the dark flip side of Finnish life-interminably black and frozen winters, mystical forests, isolation, bygone centuries of Swedish and Russian occupation, nervy architecture, mosquito plagues and a wonderfully difficult, non-Indo-European mother tongue. This is strange and beautiful stuff from a strange and beautiful place." - Klangbad.

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