Preorder: Trippelganger - Possessor (Cassette)

Trippelgänger:  Aalborg, Denmark.

Born in the wake of artists like Uncle Acid & The Deadbeats, Sleep and Black Sabbath, we aim to create music played and recorded live, inspired by the heavy sounds of the 70s.

On a chilling moonless autumn night of 1979, under the veil of darkness in Whitewood, the infamous Satan’s Palace loomed, a forsaken manor steeped in enigma. Young Eve, drawn by curiosity, ventured into its depths, her flashlight cutting through the shadows, unveiling the stench of decay that clung to the air.

Amongst relics of forgotten rites, she unearthed a mysterious cassette tape, its black cover emblazoned with the ominous word Possessor and a sinister symbol in blood-red, a harbinger of dread. Enthralled by its ominous aura, she pocketed the cassette and hastened home. That night, alone in her room, Eve inserted the tape into her cassette player and put on her headphones.

As the tape began to play, an eerie voice echoed within her ears, speaking of ancient rituals and sacrilegious ceremonies. Suddenly, the voice was drowned out by loud, discordant music, ensnaring her senses in a maelstrom of sound. Eve's vision blurred, her head swam with the cacophony, pulling her into a realm of darkness and despair.

A surge of unearthly energy seized her, puppeteering her limbs to the haunting rhythm, as the tape coiled around her neck like a vengeful serpent. Desperation clutched her as she fought against the suffocating hold, but the tape's grip only tightened with each struggle.

A twisted shadow loomed behind her, a grotesque reflection of her own form, horns of malice protruding. In a chilling realization, Eve understood—she had fallen prey to the tape's insidious power, consumed by its malevolence. Her screams silenced by the encroaching darkness, she became another victim of its sinister allure.

Eve had become... Possessed!

When the echoes of Eve’s screams faded into the night, the abandoned cassette lay pulsing with an ominous glow—a silent witness to the horrors that had transpired.

As dawn broke over Whitewood, casting long shadows upon the forsaken manor, one couldn’t help but wonder: Who would be the next victim to fall prey to the insidious power of Possessor?