You think you´ve done hard time? This guy´s done really hard time - big
time.
Blackmagicmarker is a product of a flawed era. A symptom of a distorted
humanity. A sad echo of something breaking. A question without it's mark.
A thirsty dog struggling to keep it's head above the flooding water.

When you´re too hurt to scream, too blind to catch the narrow rays of hope
and there´s literally no escape of anything what kind of a song would you
play? Would you be able to play at all? Pain and loss are a funny bunch.
They totally strip you out of the unnescessary and leave you with nothing
but the essential - sometimes even less. Blackmagicmarker certainly embodies
and inhabites both pain and loss but also manages to bake vulnerable yet
perfectly effective pop tunes out of them.
Simple and pure pop tunes dipped in a pool of noise.

One can call it "alternative" if you like. You'll certainly trace the
musical influence to a certain revolutionary powerpoptrio from Aberdeen,
Washington. But really, you don't have to. Like so many flashes in the pan,
grunge is dead and buried.

We all felt liberated by its presence and the pain and loss of its sad passing.
But now through all that the music -
as well ourselves - are stripped from the unnescessary burden of it all.

We´re aching and cold but we´re also free.

Blackmagicmarker´s music has seen the darker side of urban living: the
personal tragedies, the inprisonment of both mind and body and the chemical warfare of soul.
This is Ray Charles and Roy Orbison of the new millennium.

One man´s ache is another man´s joy. It is that brutal, it is that real.