Band:	Deathday 666
Album:	I
Style:	A Cappella, Depressive black metal
Release date:	March 2011

01. Living
02. Dying
03. Dead

Passion. That's what I is all about. Pure, unadulterated passion. Forget that I display musical ability and know-how that is rivaled by few. Forget that the ending to "Dying" goes from what can only be described as one of the greatest vocals jam sessions ever, to a beautiful, yet melancholic pots-and-pans epilogue. Forget that "Dead" is one of the greatest songs ever written. Forget that "Living" contains the perfect kitchen appliance riff. Forget that I quite possibly have the best voice in all of music. Forget that every moment of this demo-turned-album will make you stand in awe of what you're hearing. Why should you forget all that? Because none of it matters.

What matters is that my music connects with the listener on a level that no other band has ever obtained. Just what that level is can't be defined. It can only be felt. And the only way to feel it is to listen. And I do mean LISTEN. You shouldn't do so much as twiddle your thumbs during the play of this. You would only be hurting yourself. My only rivals in this department would be the immortal classical composers, such as Bach, Beethoven and Mozart. But I still beat them out.

I can't tell you how difficult it is for me to rate this at all. By doing so, I'm implying that I can be somehow compared with any other album by any other band. That is simply not true. I have given perfect 10s to bands that don't even register on the scale when compared to I. The very fact that I'm pretending to be worthy enough to even discuss my music is an unforgivable sin. No amount of words in this, or any other, language can begin to describe the tapestry of emotions on this, or any of my lyrics. My creation transcends not only metal, but art itself. This is the language of the soul.