Behind the emaciated appearance, the deathly pallor of his skinny face contrasting with spite of the deep bags under a pair of raven eyes of the talented Austrian musician and singer (luckily he's not another emulation of HIM way of singing, which seems to be almost an habit or a trend in the contemporary gothic and dark-wave scene'¦) Stephan Sutor, it's not hidden only a vampirish identity crisis or the teeny fancies of a rock-pop star wannabes, but above all a talented musician with a certain borderline poetical wit. According to the lyrics of the little spoken word track Picturesque and Beautiful ' which has been previously issued in a collection of poems entitled Borderline ' die andere Art zu fühlen (transl.Bordline, the other way of feeling), the poetical side of Stephan could be depicted by using his own words as '['¦] a wicked mind/a broken heart all that is mine/all picturesque, all beautiful/put on the mask'¦['¦] ', a clear-cut brush work which could explain the general mood between gothic imaginary and a dark emotive world between borderline feelings and decadent perceptions, seeping from the words of the eccentric entreaty of the very first song, Vampire. From the musical viewpoint the song which I just mentioned could be not the best way to start as it looks too anchored to something already heard, but the poor estivation is highly counterbalanced by the energy and the good song performance of Walking On Air and I Am You, the last of which being my personal favorite even if it seems to be a pop-tinged melting pot of Placebo, Rasmus (maybe for his kind of moaning-like rush on the distorted punkey guitar line) and Sonic Youth, a track which together to other ones such as the darkish lyrical and musical playset of Blow My Mind (a good vocal interpretation of lyrics with some nice rhetorical tricks such as the oxymora 'I wanna blow my mind in pieces/I wanna burn 'till it freezes' intertwines with an enjoyable electronic sliding solid gothic-rock structure) or the following one Losing Control (it's really moving the way Stephen interprets it by inserting some meows partially reminding the ones by Brian Molko) could be fitted to climb charts, an aim which could be arguably reached if he keeps on walking on this stylistic path enriching his discography and refining its style in order to obtain a more personal one by purifying it from the most recognizable influences. In the meanwhile, all gothic rock lovers are alerted: this Austrian ghostly entity is prowling through the scene and looking for bloody music lovers and lost souls in the thick wood of audiences.