The best description I could give for this band would to just describe their album cover; plain black background, gold lettering, satanic symbols, pentagrams and goats. I knew when I put this CD in the machine that I wasn’t about to hear Mozart, but I don’t think I could have ever expected what sounds emanated from my speakers. Monotonous blast beats, the most irritating vocals I’ve heard of any musical genre, the worst musicianship… it reminds me a lot of 70’s punk, ahh… those were the days, the entire band would just stagger on stage, drunk as frat boys at homecoming and stoned as hippies at Woodstock, playing random notes while the singer screamed and muttered drunkenly while doing his very best to keep from falling off the stage. Apparently this is very evil war metal, but I’ve heard more talent and evilness on a Kathy Lee Gifford special. If you want good black metal, skip Messe Noir, if you’re a fan of the drug crazed, talentless punk that plagued the world in the 70s and 80s that claims to be black metal, check out this act… you should probably have a few drinks first tho.

Written By: Teufel