Each of Kappe's four lengthy tracks unfold into the listeners space in an languishing and creepy manner, and slowly but surely tints the listener psyche in dread and grimness. The tracks main focus is  bleak and barren seesawing guitar scape and drifts  that either bring to mind the vibe of the original Texas chainsaw massacre soundtrack or a barren ambience meets art guitar  shimmer ‘n’ fold. Added to the guitar's slow and grim voyagers are wisps of hope sucking drone matter, eerier glass tinkling percussion and clunking chain rattle along with the odd touches of wayward, glighty bound and  murky electronics.

All told you certainly have to admire the grim, dark and suffocating air that pervades though all of Kappe's running time. Though I rather felt it often lacked memorable/ distinctive drones or bleak melodies which would make me want  to return to this again after the first few plays.