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"After being completely blown away by Servile Sect's first limited release CD Stratospheric Passenger (on the amazing Sounds of Battle and Souvenir Collecting label) we requested to release it as an LP. It proved to be one of the more significant releases in the marginal world of sci-fi centric black metal. Learninghowtosink.blogspot.com commented, 'It's easy to forget time with this band and let yourself slip down that dark tunnel of astral travel as their music sweeps you away.' And Animalpsi.com raved, 'Texture is the guiding focus, as the pair generates an astonishing range of sounds bundled in so many palatable and complimentary compositions that the brilliance of each is absorbed seamlessly into the whole, and the whole a fantastic story.' We asked Servile Sect, who we only know as a mysterious duo hailing possibly from Northern California and somewhere deep in Brooklyn, to allow us to unleash a newly recorded CD. Realms of the Queen is an astonishing furtherance of these men's strange and lonesome rage pealing from the bowels of a god-forsaken earth to the endless scree of the cosmos. An essential document for anyone investigating the forbidden zones of elusive black thought."
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"This is an LP issue of a limited CD Servile Sect issued in 2007 on the Sounds of Battle and Souvenir Collecting label. Based in and around Humboldt, CA, Servile Sect are the true investigation of psychedelic dimensionality." "... bizarre, and hauntingly beautiful slab of alien black metal. Not sure what else to call it, it's definitely black metal, but it's weirdly blissy and electronic sounding, more like Alcest or Amesoeurs than old school grimnity, but even then, it's still weirder, like it must have been played by robots or insects, or some massive black metal machine assembled beneath the surface of some mysterious moon. You can almost picture some mechanical monstrosity, pieces of human flesh, various organs, somehow built into the machine's inner workings, everything grinding and sparking all in a Herculean effort to produce this glorious droning buzzing blackness." -- Aquarius Records
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