Have you ever found yourself wondering if everything is fine? Nothing out of the ordinary is happening, yet you find that nothing is quite as it seems. Maybe it’s the deep-seated paranoia that comes in waves while you sleep; after all, you did check everything before retiring for the night. The stove is off, the glass you used is on the table, and you left your keys in your bag. However, as you try to sleep, something moves from the corner of your eye, and you can’t help but feel that something is not quite right in your home. This is the feeling you get when becoming immersed into Unmaker, an album filled with a certain amount of dread that just makes you uneasy. You cannot trust what you are hearing – after all, are the screams sitting below the sludgy, sonic threshold inside your head or within the demented post-metal LLNN weaves into existence?

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