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Zweizz
The Yawn of a New Age

Vendlus (2007) — Daniel

Zweizz – The Yawn of a New Age cover artwork
Zweizz – The Yawn of a New Age — Vendlus, 2007

I figured I'd be in for some weird and different sounding metal with Zweizz when I first looked at the cover of The Yawn Of A New Age, which is just a black metal-looking logo

.in pink. Zweizz, real name Svein Egil Hatlevik, was also a member of Dodheimsgard, a rather off-beat, avant-garde black metal band from Norway, so that also gave me some hope. Imagine my surprise when the music started and it wasn't metal at all, just some electronic/techno/noise what-have-you. I'm not an authority at all on those genres because I really never listen to that type of stuff; all I know is I don't like this album. It's not my thing. It's boring. And I'll never listen to it again. If you're more open-minded than me, go check out Zweizz. Maybe you'll get it. I don't.

0.2 / 10 — Daniel • November 14, 2007

Zweizz – The Yawn of a New Age cover artwork
Zweizz – The Yawn of a New Age — Vendlus, 2007

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