Industrial is not what it once was; gone are the ugly sounds of ruinous nihilistic rage, replaced by prefabricated sterility. While the atavistic gyrate to a covenant of tepid unoriginality, the rotting corpse of the past proves to be a fertile spawning ground for the blackened faithful of the future; those who would carry high the banner of mechanized destruction, visions of murder in their eyes. Burnt into the retina, the Seventh Image. A project that fuses multiple approaches to electronic music... Call it industrial, call it chromatic metal, all that matters is the focused dissonance and voracious fury of the sound. At a time when the vapid are praised, Seventh Image relentlessly bludgeons the psyche with anger and spite- Cold. Hard. Digital black.