Dyatlov plays a bleak, cold & resentful style of noisepunk that ìs best listened to in a primitive wooden cabin on a freezing tundra night. Their music is a sonic representation of despair, poverty, pain & hopelesness, drenched in sin and substance abuse. Dyatlov doesn’t care about rock ‘n’ roll or anything it stands for. Dyatlov doesn’t care about themselves. And most importantly: Dyatlov doesn’t care about you.