No Clean Singing has heaped high praise upon Old, Blackened Century in an extensive, entertaining and perhaps somewhat stalkerish review. Here's a taste:
Maybe it’s enough to say that if you’re starting to get bored with the metal you’ve been cranking recently, and you’re after something out of the box, you should go listen to Flaming Tusk’s horrifyingly enjoyable opus. (But really, be forewarned about the last song on the album — “Icy River”, which clocks in at nearly 10 minutes — it’s like the sonic equivalent of being tied naked to your bed with a dozen giant, oily black centipedes slowly crawling toward your face.)
I'd say that's pretty much what we were going for.