Belgium's self described "funeral folk collective" Sylvester Anfang II really take you out there and far fucking beyond on this one. i picked this up in the record store based on the amazing cover art and song titles like "the devil always shits in the same graves". this is one dark, creepy, earthen, mysterious, ritualistic, spaced out, psychedelic, free form freak-out of a recording. the sounds evoke images of a coven of drugged out, pagan freaks tuned into some shamanistic death trip around a raging fire in the heart of thick, dank, forbidden forest, banging away and droning hypnotically into the night. amazing.