There is scarce doubt in my mind that Burning Saviours� momentous debut, along with Witchcraft�s sublime sophomore effort and Pagan Altar�s Lords of Hypocrisy , is very much the finest recording I�ve laid ears on in the new millennium. A wistful, otherworldly flight of fancy that meshed the drifting, languorous weightlessness of vintage Spring/Dark/Czar-esque prog and bucolic whimsy of Jethro Tull with the off-balance doom rock of classic Pentagram, Burning Saviours was a consummate exercise in mesmeric, bewitching, TIMELESS rock n�roll that has yet to leave my disc changer. The growth that the band has exhibited since their more Witchfinder General and Quartz-slanted demo material cannot be understated, and it would be rather foolhardy to expect the band to dwell in artistic complacency for Hunuds.

Indeed, this record flaunts a degree of ambition and imagination that effortlessly distinguishes it from its predecessor, the band�s penchant for progressive angularity edging out, for the most part, their emphasis on soporific textures. This is transcendental music that will likely outlive most anything that will come out in 2006.