There is nothing in Tårn that you haven’t heard before in similar albums. The record is predominantly abundant in incisive, brutal and rude guitar lines, hazardous and practically self-governing destructive and hallucinating, but lucid musical cohesiveness, dense and protuberating, but intense melodies, and all these elements converges altogether to consolidate with masterful elegance an intricate conjuncture of chaotic rhythmic ordinances, that imperiously gravitates towards the gracefully diligent and pervasive creative axis of a sound that collides with the symbiotic grievances of its own robust and wild consistence.
Despite its more conventional overtones, and the lack of innovation, Tårn can be considered an excellent album, that never disappoints. With hostile, sometimes lethargic, but always brutal guitar lines – that dilutes the phantasmagoric dissonances of its aggressive behavior throughout the implosion of its sonorous, but ostensibly sensorial kingdom of wrath –, Ruff Majik conceives a sound whose stylish virtues dilapidates with cruel veracity the most lethal, tempestuous and arcane, but also flexible elements of stoner rock, concomitantly exposing with grace and salutary vivacity a mosaic of plural qualities, that will definitely expose to audiences the fantastic artistic ambitions and the extraordinary level of versatility present in the group’s music.
With a primarily dense and heavy sound that becomes exceedingly serene and melancholic in some precise moments, the general style of Ruff Majik can be described as the perfect combination of intricate fury and vivacious energy, correctly inserted in an emotional battlefield of cohesive authorial sagacity, that extends the tissue of elegant harmonies beyond the atmosphere of perennial predictability. Exposing a graceful level of musical excellence that deserves to be widely appreciated, Tårn reveals itself as an exceptionally fantastic album, that carefully positions the creative standards for stoner rock into another perspective.