I Wholeheartedly Endorse This Product (OF GENIUS!)
If you look underneath this review, note how Bad-Man Incorporated (ala "Mr. Hey Fuckers Eat My Metal") asks Sephora about possible collaboration, having enjoyed the harshness of her catalog. I should not have acted so surprised; I recommended BMI or even GoreBastard to her in my reviews of her material.
I should have realized that referring Sephora to BMI and his contemporaries was not without said contemporaries knocking at her door also. Hopefully they understand and behold the coffin behind her as she answers her door. They should stare longingly into her dwelling, hoping she will let them in, but it is clear that these bloodsuckers are like company, peas in a pod.
If you grasp the metaphor correctly, you can deduce my next comment: Esoteric Defense, with freakish monster moans in the background, sounds similar to soundtracks of movies that are based on Anne Rice novels. It's almost erotic, really... perhaps the bassline plays tricks on us. Let's not forget that the darkest moments in humanity often correspond to the most selfish dimension of love: the eros. Esoteric Defiance isn't as noisy or as harsh as Sephora's previous industrial songs, but it is gorgeous and even slick in its expression. It's recommended for anyone who seeks something utterly different from ordinary radio-friendly music... the one who burns countless CDs for use in their automobiles.