Crawling bass and shadowy vocals make Fragments; a menacingly-dark album that summons the residual goth in the depths of our mentalities. Close your eyes and bury yourself into your nightmares. Here is where you’ll recognize the real you, the you without the mask, humming the track “Gate.”
The Black Crown knows. They recognize the parts of you hidden in formalities. Paolo Navarretta’s countertenor cracks societal charades and drags authenticity to the stage.
The instrumentals “Forge” into the overgrown paths once openly traversed. The building guitar reverberations are the echoing “Ghost” of your hidden truths. The real you has been smothered by expectations and your demeanor has been molded like “Clay.”
Yet, here, in the force of Fragments, you are authentic. This album is your emotions, thoughts, shadowed vengeance, and desires for exposure. The magnetism resonating from these sinister melodies “Feed” the thirst for acceptance of your imperfections.
Whispered confidence threads through vibrating bass and purrs into “Rising” indulgence. The ominous audio of The Black Crown will put the jaded “Pieces” of you back together.
Find the lost parts of yourself and break from conformity. You won’t be alone. The Black Crown is waiting.