Kerrang (Magazine) - p.49
"[The album] swivels and plummets through galloping extreme metal workouts, and smouldering goth-doom atmospherics with a beguiling and often ominous subtlety..."
If Shining's hometown of Halmstad is anywhere near as bleak as the album named after it, you'd imagine that its residents would be leaving in droves -- only to be replaced with grim, pale-faced youths dressed in black on a pilgrimage to the nearest cemetery, of course. Like all of their previous releases, the mysterious Swedish ensemble's fifth effort excels at contrasting dark and darker; repeatedly alternating aching acoustic guitars, heartbreaking melodic solos (see "L„ngtar Bort Fr†n Mitt Hj„rta," for a perfect example) and, occasionally, depressing keyboards against bursts of black and death metal fury (check out the bulldozing mid-section of "Besvikelsens Dystra Monotoni" on this matter), with positively suicidal results. Even the infectious, driving riffs launching "L†t Oss Ta Allt Fr†n Varandra" ultimately descend towards the depths of despair, as a lonely, mournful piano accompanies a young girl's weeping, before concluding with tolling bells and power chords evocative of Danzig's "Twist of Cain." And the strangely named "?ttiosextusenfyrahundra" is in fact Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata (maybe to show Mom that those classical piano lessons didn't go entirely to waste), which curiously fits right in with its gloomy surroundings. And, at the end of the day, V:/Halmstad makes for a generally captivating -- if emotionally draining -- album, whose somber mood is only broken when bandleader Kvarforth's forceful growl (usually reminiscent of Entombed's L.G. Petrov's) cracks comically into something more akin to the Muppets' Great Gonzo! ~ Eduardo Rivadavia