S c a n d i n a v i a . An inverted Inferno. The God-forsaken a r m p i t of the Tellus, where p e r m a f r o s t rules and merciless hale, snow and ice complicate human life almost to the point of constant struggle. A constant struggle for superzero temperatures. A constant struggle to boogie on down in order to survive.

...by means of...

...breaks...

...beats....

... c y p h e r ...

...scratch pyrotechnics...

...and instrumentalism...

O b e s e w a x is here to act as a lava-powered sauna that manifests through audio. Obesewax is here to shoot icicles of funk that drill right through your ribcage causing irreversible damage. Obesewax is here to give you that vital twang of electricity eminating out of frozen cables. Obesewax is here to release through relief and not vice versa. Obesewax is here to produce whatever is characteristically hot, in order to battle against it's hostile surroundings.

Obesewax from F i n l a n d ? Surprised, farvamukka? You didn't think it was within the realms of possibility? You don't think it follows natural, traditional courses of cause and effect.

Well, eat your patronizing heart out.

It does.

In fact, it's all a logical sequence of evolution. We'd all burn if it wasn't so cold. Obesewax would combust into a towering storm of fire the very second, the temperatures allowed it to. Talk about Yin and talk about Yang. Talk about karma in received pronunciation, diglossia and slang. It's self-explanatory. Obesewax.