THE REVIEWS
Dead Island: Riptide is a score so enveloped by the malevolence of blood and the morass of a labored, tenuous sentience that long term exposure is certain to debilitate and compromise its listening audience, and that’s the point. Fear is meant to subjugate, to corner, and Blaszczak’s meticulous cursed scripture aims to drown you in its opaque crimson sea…. Best you stay low on that grass.
Geno AnthonySumthing