David Fischer
A Sinmara/Misþyrming split bridging the time until two of Iceland's most excellent black metal bands' sophomore records. It has been beyond debate that this would be the sonic heralding of the end of the world, and especially Misþyrming's half turned out to be exactly that: a pulverising, catastrophically unbridled seven-minute-vortex of rage and disgust. This song contains more energy than most full-length albums, serving as a worthy harbinger of the greatness that was to follow with Algleymi.