The Ocean Collective’s oftentimes deeply convoluted compositions sweep across dismal landscapes shaped by faceless modern archi-tecture and symbols of power looming large on all horizons, tearing up the asphalt of our cities’ streets with berserk drum-attacks, at times pausing for a minatorial instant, granting the battered listener a short moment to breathe in the foul odor of panic, before winding up again, with deafening noise and sparks flying all across the stage, into the black city night’s skies... Rich with dire lust for life and oozing with complaisant brutality, they come across as epic and sinfonical, long yet hardly long-winded. Slow, calm and doomy passages with classical instruments and clear references to soundtrack music culminate in guitar-dominated outbursts of orchestral noise and modern, technical metal/hardcore.