Monday, August 12, 2013

REVIEW-EN NIHIL-THROES-CASSETTE-C62


EN NIHIL-THROES-CASSETTE-C62
Enemata Productions
Harsh Noize/Power Electronics
Comes in plastic case with J-card insert

Throes is the final instalment in a long in the works trilogy.
However, Concerning this three part endeavor, you do not
have to have the first two parts of the trilogy to enjoy and comprehend
each individual piece.This album is a precise methodical aural mess.
Structured and organized chaos consisting of eight tracks of roaring
bestial mechanical madness and mayhem.Layers upon layers of deep
pulsing sub-bass frequencies met with billowing walls of super harsh
static and noize.Screaming hissing feedback and insane electronic 
fuckery.Break beat style glitched out pulses add a sense of disjointed 
rythym to the whole onslaught.This sounds like ten thousand dying
machines vomiting their innards in a chaotic frenzy.A choir of diseased
technology.This is a mass of everything a harsh noize/heavy electronics
album should have rolled up into one eight part anti-epic.Every track
is an instrumental telling a tale of a civilization collapsing in on itself.
No vocals are present but no vocals are particularly needed as the 
shrill high end blasts serve as horrendous tortured screams.It really
sounds like a bravely attempted field recording of a full scale
disaster.Surprisingly for an album consisting of so much punishing
audio madness, this is not messy or unorganized.There is a strange flow
to this insanity that seems to be timed perfectly.Flawless execution.
The "music" changes often exploring many different disaster senarios.
Peaks and valleys all the way.Frightful glimpses of various faces of death.

A bulldozer of noize tearing through a large city until all is left
En Nihil:
8/10
-ABATTOIR-
WWW.ENEMATAPRODS.BLOGSPOT.COM

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

REVIEW-THE VOMIT ARSONIST-AN OCCASION FOR DEATH-CD


THE VOMIT ARSONIST-AN OCCASION FOR DEATH-CD
Malignant Records-TumorCD67
Death Industrial/Power Electronics/Noize
Comes in a six panel gate-fold digipack with quotes 
and poetry
The Vomit Arsonist Is: Andrew Grant


We start out with an intro track of low down tuned pitch shifted
sinister spoken word samples.A hopeless speech assuring us that
we are alone in the universe.The music sounds like the theme
of a world where man is left to rely on their own feeble devices
in futility.Miserable and murky dark ambient with a death industrial
rattle.Track two "At the edge of life everything is an occasion for death"
 is one of the albums highlights.Crushing percussion like an earth and ear
shattering quake.Deeply sorrowful ambient strings hover throughout like a
pale specter that has come to warn us of our quickly arriving demise.A haze
of static and rushing steam.And vocals that scream in a voice of atrocity.We
are thrown from this gloom into further doom as "Invita minerva" begins with
an electric hum and fields of buzzing static and hissing feedback far in the distance.
The percussion sounds like the slamming of the door to a prison cell.Trapping us in
this desperation.Horrid screams begin.Engulfed in effects and strange warping sound.
Much along the lines of the vocals heard on many STEEL HOOK PROSTHESES albums.
This album flawlessly embodies the death industrial style while at the same time making it
it's own.The next three tracks: "Black bile/Torn between will and desire/The absurd" are
perfect examples of this.Dreadful synths moan on in endless agony as thundering drums 
pound all into a crippling mind numbing submission.The vocals vary between total hate
stained lasts of static violence to strangled effect molested living nightmares.Everything that
THE VOMIT ARSONIST does best shined on this release with the ferocity cranked up far 
beyond ten.This triumphant collection of curses on humanity ends with the ten minute epic
"Means to an end." A gaping black hole of metallic noize and wretched droning synths.It
sounds like someone is preparing instruments of torture for an unwilling awaiting victim.
Slow,methodical and deadly.Sampled vocals add a layer of eeriness to an already unsetteling
closer.Then the torture begins in a rage of distorted screams.Pure audio trauma.In my oppinion
THE VOMIT ARSONIST's best work to date.

If someone where to ask what death industrial was...This is the record
I would present to them.For anyone new to the genre this is the perfect 
place to start:
10/10
-ABATTOIR-

WWW.MALIGNANTRECORDS.COM

Monday, July 29, 2013

REVIEW-TREPANERINGSRITUALEN-THE TOTALITY OF DEATH-2XCD


TREPANERINGSRITUALEN-THE TOTALITY OF DEATH-2XCD
Malignant Records-Tumor66/Silken Tofu-stx27
Death Industrial/Power Electronics/Black Noize
Both come in six panel cardboard digi-packs


So what we have here is a compilation of previously unreleased and rare material
spanning two discs which have been released through two different labels.Disc one has been released by the almighty Malignant records and consists of "Program A." From the opening track "Death Reveler" it is evident that we are in for an intense ride.Heavy palm muted guitars,throbbing death industrial drumming,ringing ritual bells and blackened screams of multiple bloody murders.From here on it's hard to know what to expect as TREPANERINGSRITUALEN explore a variety of dark evil territories.All however are pitch black and utterly disturbing but they present this behind many different faces.This album contains two ten minute + death industrial/dark ambient tracks that each explore the extreme depths of dark and sinister atmosphere.These could easily work perfectly as a soundtrack to an unsettling horror film.Terror through perfect placement of subtle noize and eerie samples.There are also several "Heavy" tracks like the crushing and suffocating "All hail the black flame." A flawless blend of sub-bass death industrial,strange effects and noize,and gut wrenching black noize.Throbbing drones and otherworldly vocals can be found on "Lord of this world." There is also a pretty straight forward harsh noize track "Drunk with blood." Full of wretched screams and raging feedback.Also the track "Judas Goat" which has become a pretty well known classic is present as well as a deranged cover of "C'est un reve" from the seminal DEATH IN JUNE album "Nada!" Program B was released apart from program A through Silken Tofu Records and in quite different from part A in many ways.This starts out with an out there experimental noize intro and then dives into hellish electronic/industrial blast beats and violent black metal style screams on "Eucharist of shit and piss" complete with a catchy chorus you will find yourself repeating throughout the day and night.This has everything from blackened death industrial to brutal power electronics to creepy dark ambient and punishing harsh noize.All with a blackened flavor.At times sounding like GNAW THEIR TONGUES or ADERLATING covering BRIGHTER DEATH NOW and at others sounding more like LEVIATHAN playing oldschool industrial tributes like on the crushing "Veil the word." Tracks like "Alpha Omega" take a very minimal yet effective approach while others like "Didymus Christ" are more chaotic and in your face.All together this double disc collection is a must have for any serious fan/collector of dense,dark,desolate noize.

Blast this late at night while alone in total darkness:
10/10
-ABATTOIR-

WWW.MALIGNANTRECORDS.COM
WWW.de-za-kh-a-da-sh-ba-a-ha-v.se
WWW.SILKENTOFU.ORG

Thursday, July 11, 2013

REVIEW-THE VOMIT ARSONIST-GO WITHOUT-CD

THE VOMIT ARSONIST-GO WITHOUT-CD
Assembly of Hatred-AOH08
Death Industrial/Power Electronics
Comes in  a six panel digi-pack limited
to 500 copies.
The Vomit Arsonist is: Andrew Grant


I.) ANHEDONIA:
Sinister ambience followed by a jolting rush
of deep winds and rustling metallic noize
forming a percussion of sorts.Anhedonia serves
as an intro to the further depths of the album.
Sampled vocals echoe through the desolation
speaking words of discouragment.This is only
the beginning.

II.) THE FUTILITY OF LIFE:
Existence is futile.Pitch-shifted downtuned sampled
vocals talk of life and it's absolute hopelessness.Stirring
haunting atmosphere of low ambience and gentile throbbing.
A wave of dense synths and death industrial percussion.Complete
pessimissm.Rising static flows out and onwards turning into several
blasts of distorted screams.The vocals are drenched in despair and hostility.
Various metallic noizes scrape and scratch amidst fields of static and feedback.
All seems to be building towards a climax of hateful energy.Doors creak in empty
halls.A walk through the mind of a manic depressive.A few last stabs of animosity
as intense feedback obscures all.

III.) DROWN:
A sea to suffer in.Echoes of metallic percussion with a classic death industrial stomp.
A realm of chilling horror soundtrack ambient and dripping rusty pipes and valves.A
sewer to drown in.Distorted vocals speak in strands of anguish as heavy bass drums
pound on.Humming electronics ass depth and a thick substance to the cold subteranean
passage.The vocals increase in scorn and wrath as the pounding drums push us further
down into hopeless suffocation.Feedback rings like a heart monitor signalling beyond
critical.Lungs now flooded.Breathing ceases.

IV.) QUELLED BY THE TRUTH:
Rising Noize.Ground shaking sub-sonic ritual drums shatter the earth below.A massive
quake of bass.Explosions of noize bring hate filled distorted screams.The vocals seem to
increasi in volume and urgency with each passing track.All is a battlefield of mortar fire and
waste.The drums take the lead making all feel underground in a bomb shelter as the world crumbles ablaze.A thick sub-sonic fog rolls out covering corpses and casualties.Screams of "Truth" one must submit to or perish hang in the air like ash and smoke.The previous noize floods once more consuming all.

V.) GO WITHOUT:
Deep rumbling synth crawls out of black pits in the earth.Something rustles, scrapes
and moves across a bed of scrap metal and rusted nails.Crashing, churning rythm like an ignited
furnace becoming concious.Screams come in a warped bubbling haze of effects as the creature
awakens.This sounds very threatening and malevolent.It crawls on claws of glass and razors
over it's hoard of broken metal and dead machinery.It sounds like a scrapyard coming to life
with vengeance on it's newfound mind.Angry to have been tossed away by those who chose
to go without.

VI.) UNFIT FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION:
The title of track six sums up the album pretty damn well.This should be packaged with
a bio-hazzard warning.Not a "friendly" album in any sense.Deep throbbing industrial rythm
in a haze of crackling fire.Crashing metal debris joined with Andrew Grant's trademark vocals.
Distortion, terror and hate.This moves at the pace of a race ending plague.Slow and swallowing.
All is charred, stripped and flayed bare.A skeleton composed of lost hopes and empty dreams.
Vocals sound like they are being screamed through the breathing device of a Haz-mat suit and
rightly so as this entire piece is toxic.This is not to be enjoyed.It is to be suffered.

VII.) WHEN THERE IS NO ONE LEFT TO BLAME I MUST BLAME MYSELF:
Throughout this album you are struck with a strong energy of self loathing, negativity and
desperation.All negative emotion is personified in the seven tracks THE VOMIT ARSONIST
presents to us.The synths are low and dreary.Drums seem lifeless.Noize fills the air with
choking ash and the vocals are stained in regret and anger.Bitterness and not a bit of beauty.
This is most evident in the closeing track as Andrew Grant repeatedly screams "I must blame
myself" until obscuring noize reaches out and carries him away into his own personal oblivion.

Death industrialists take note of THE VOMIT ARSONIST as this is needed to complete your
collections.Also check out Andrew Grant's record label DANVER STATE RECORDS for some killer
power electronics/death industrial/dark ambient and harsh noize:
8/10
-ABATTOIR-

WWW.ASSEMBLYOFHATRED.COM

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

REVIEW-SKY BURIAL-PAS THE SARVERING GALLACK SEAS AND FLAMING NEBYUL EYE-CD

SKY BURIAL-PAS THE SARVERING GALLACK SEAS AND FLAMING NEBYUL EYE-CD
Obfuscated Records-OR27
Ambient Soundscapes/Avantgarde Noize/Experimental
Comes in a beautifully illustrated 4 panel digipack with 
Obfuscated Records sticker.
Sky Burial is: M.Page
Features collaborations with:
Nigel Ayers/Craig McFarlane/The Stargazer's Assistant/
John Balisteri/Pentti Dassum/The Vomit Arsonist.


I.) NA FIR GHORM:
Surreal spacey chimes with a very light and uplifting vibe to them.
It almost begins to sound like some sort of very strange circus music.
A wierd scratching noize forms a rythm that helps to carry the track 
along as a warm ambience rises from below the sparkling chimes.
SKY BURIAL makes great use of many not too often heard percussion
instruments as the circus sounds slow to a dreamy ambient haze.Electronic
trance-like drumming appears out of nowhere giving this an edgy vibe.So
far this album is full of surprises and keeps the listener very interested as it
progresses.There are so many rich sounds going on at once.This is truly a
pleasure to immerse yourself in.Droning guitars obscure the mind like a 
strange drug.A crank turns like a jack in the box.Like a blissful childhood
memory on LSD.Carnival synth and walls of crisp ambience and guitar
drones.The drones take over for a time and then bag pipes take the lead.
Highly original and very ivocative.It is hard to pin a genre to this as there
is just so much to immerse yourself in.And that is only track one.

II.) PAS THE SARVERING GALLACK SEAS AND FLAMING NEBYUL EYE:
Gongs and chimes resound amongst a backdrop of low rolling winds.
A building rumble of noize forms a layer beneath the lighter tones.
Rising synth keys and picks scraping against guitar strings.Cymbals
begin to ring as track two builds more momentum.Electronic pulses
shoot fourth with robotic notes giving this a really spacey psychedellic
vibe.The ambience turns into a nightmare in a child's nursery.Xylophones
playfully fill the air and old wooden rocking horses move on their own accord.
This sounds both innocent and eerie.Truly one of the strangest ambient type 
records to come out in some time.At least so far.Like I said it is hard to know
what to expect when M.Page is the man running the show.Much like his earlier
work we have a return to the longer song method.However this time there is much
more depth.Alien clicks and insect signals amidst bubbling wet sounds.This has
suddenly become a bad trip once again.Moaning noize fills the empty spaces in
a whir of weirdness.There is also a pretty long list of guest collaborators on this
album so just who's weirdness we are hearing at any given point is hard to say.
Feedback rings out as this heads more and more into experimental territory.A
dizzying cacophony of out there sound.

III.) VESSEL:
Vessel starts with a humming looming radience.For some reason this makes
me picture floating in endless space admiring the planets.Truly transcending
work here.Pulses of electronic sound and rushing static only amplify that feeling.
Rich synths and building textures.Each track so far seems to be composed of
various movements or segments telling an incredible story of world's beyond
normal perception.Here SKY BURIAL let's us be the vessel's as he takes us 
on a journey through his mind.There are some really neat synths here that sound
like they are right out of a 70's prog or moog album.Or perhaps an old psychadelic
movie soundtrack.Birds chirp along with wavering synth leads making you feel 
like you are between two worlds at once.There are also a lot of shifting noizes that
are hard to convey in words as they come and go very swiftly and don't always 
choose to reappear.Lazer cannons fire into massive black holes deep in space.
PINK FLOYD like lead synths cast shadows upon distant moons.At some points
this reminds me of the work of ZOMBI but with way more depth and a lot more
to experience.It must be the overall oldschool vibe.Cymbals appear with scratching
squeaking noizes.This is in no way harsh but there are a lot of "light" noize elements
to the tracks found here.Dense noize grows and expands swallowing small bits of 
the cosmos as it stretches and reaches beyond.This record sounds like it was created
in the wrong era.Though similar things have been done before countless times this
still holds a ton of originality.A breath of fresh air in the ambient genre.Everything
slows done for quite some time before swirling galactic sounds and a haunting
synth chorus can be heard.This is a very "visual" album as it brings a myriad of
images to mind throughout it's duration.

IV.) THE LONGEST DAY HERALDS THE DARKNESS TO FOLLOW:
The amount of creativity it took to craft this album is staggering.A clock
ticks through an empty dreamworld.Waves of dark synth and anxiety ridden
sound bring a new mood.Something crashes in the distance but we never find
out just what it was.A shifting vortex appears and looms in the heavens.Slow
and calculating.Strands of deep darkness and eerie gong like sounds echoe
across the skyline.A second crash like a door slamming shut.Heaven has closed
it's gates leaving us in forsaken realm of black.A beautiful damnation.Moments
of this track bring to mind bands like PYRAMIDS or NADJA.That radiating
sound that never seems to have genesis or completion.Only a presence.Throbbing
electronics begin adding a 90's industrial vibe to what was once a slow monolithic
track.This sounds truly beautiful on so many levels.This particular segment is minimalistic.
Simple but very effective.A grandfather clock rings through empty space as the electronic
rythm comes to a halt.Again the entire mood shifts into one that is much colder and unfeeling.
Haunting voices on strings are carried out overhead like mournful spirits.Dreadful and hopeless.
The day is over and darkness follows.All previous sounds circle the drain and are washed away.
Rattlesnakes shake their tales in warning and wind instruments sing a haunting warning.A medicine
man shakes his rattles as well in a frantic rythm full of urgency.An old ritual to cast out the spirits
of the coming night.Like being a witness to seldom seen native rituals in a lost desert.Exotic,frightening
and beautiful.The song ends in a beautiful backmasked ambience with fragile piano's played slightly
out of tune as the hands of time click on forever.

V.) FULIGIN CLOAK:
A turbine or some powerful engine revs up to lightspeed sending us into another 
supersonic journey.A dark vampyric pipe organ builds up to a climax as bats
scurry neath a full pale moon.Cloaked in mystery and nightshade with no way
of telling what lay ahead.Winds scream through transylvanian trees on a night
that the stars are perfectly aligned for ancient rites and invocations.This begins
as the darkest track on the album and then fades into deep beauty.Organs drone
on as an unknown figure rustles in his chambers.Restless and soothing all at once.
We are then transported into a realm of celestial ambience that radiates with the
light of a summer sky full of stars.Various instruments of percussion chime, rattle
and ring.Thick strands of ambience stretch far and wide swallowing the stars from
the sky.The intricate composition of the five tracks presented on this album is beyond
breathtaking.It is hard to make too many comparisons to other artists as this is a widely
varied and absolutely unique collection of work.Light drumming begins to pick up as
delicate synths do the same.It feels like being lifted to the bask in the warm rays of the
sun.Just as we ascend to that bright star all fades into silence concluding this amazing
experience.

WORDS CAN NOT DO THIS ALBUM JUSTICE.
GET IT AND SEE (HEAR RATHER) FOR YOURSELF:
10/10
-ABATTOIR-

WWW.OBFUSCATEDRECORDS.COM

REVIEW-STEM CELL RESEARCH PROJECT- CHARNEL HOUSES-CD

STEM CELL RESEARCH PROJECT- CHARNEL HOUSES-CD
Syzmic Records-Syzmic09
Black Noize/Blackened Ambient/Minimal Noize
Comes in a four panel digipack w/ dark artwork.
John Paul Whetzel: Vocals/Synths/Noise/Scrap Metal Percussion
Darea Plantin: Bass/Field Recordings


I.) TRANSCENDING THE THRESHOLD:
Track one works very well as an introduction to the album.
Haunting atmosphere and low rumbles begin to fill the air with
 a wonderous fear.It sounds like some dark entity is breathing down
the back of your neck.Metallic knocking and other strange sounds 
send chills up and down your spine.Like walking down a dark and very 
old hallway not knowing what awaits you.The urge of finding out pushes 
you further down the spiraling halls of resonance and void emptiness.

II.) SHROUD OF SCARS:
Roaring winds like a throbbing pulse increase suspicion and anxiety.
It's that feeling you get when finding yourslef face to face with inhuman 
entity.Like gazing upon a horrid monster in the flesh.Pity strikes the heart 
shrouding it with scars and woe.A few words are spoken in strange distorted 
vocals.The mind carrys them and trancends it's terror into a mirrior to of self 
reflection.Loathing and despondent.Like looking into oneself as all the inner
scars of an entire lifetime surface at once before tearing eyes.Blackend ambience
only continous.Pouring out of the void.

III.) CUTTING THE VESSEL:
Track three strikes like vertigo warping the mind like looking through dizzy eyes.
The sounds of voices and grinding rusting saws flood the room.This is like a waking 
nightmare on the surgery table when the drugs have worn off.Letting you feel every 
moment of torture beyond what you can possibly imagine.Hearing your bones grinding 
and scalpals cuting away like a rabid ravaging animal eating you alive starting with the 
stomach first.Spilling your entrails across the cold sterile floor.Spoken word vocals 
make me imagine a doctor using my body as a science project.Or maybe for instruction
to teach other demented souls where to cut.Torture ambient.

IV.) THE RITE OF OSSILEGIUM:
This starts off like an old generator in a run down basement.So old the pipes rattle
as it works causing one to imagine that they are hearing hissing voices.The sound 
of a primitive fear that causes the hairs on the back off your neck to stand up.Crawling
black ambience slithers and rushes behind you.A distorted voice like that of a wraith
in black utters curses in a daemonic tongue to beckon your demise.

V.) BLACKENED SKELETAL REMAINS:
The final track starts off as the hardest and loudest thus far.Faint sounds of orchestral
strings are heard for a short moment beforet blasts of rumbling distortion and harsh
static noise take over blackening out any beauty.Distorted pitch black death industrial
vocals.Metallic scrapes and rattling like the opening of doors that have long been rusted.
Once you pry them open you are only to find the charred blackened skeletal remains of a
past filled with sinister and hidden secrets.Secrets of this dark and long forgotten place.
But I get a sense these doors were locked and bolted for a reason.Something or someone 
wanted to keep it that way and YOU woke it up.Lock yourself in these dark chambers
and suffer the fate you have brought upon yourself. 

Dark and mysterious blackened ambient.If your into artists like
Abandoned Asylum or Steel Hook Prosthesis then this is for you: 
8/10
-NECRODOLL-

STEMCELLRP@GMAIL.COM 
WWW.SYZMICRECORDS.COM

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

REVIEW-CROWN OF BONE-THRONE OF CACOPHONY-CDR


CROWN OF BONE-THRONE OF CACOPHONY-CDR
Altar Of Waste Records-AOW26
Black Noize/Harsh Noize/Experimental
Comes in dvd style case w/ full artwork.
Hand numbered/Limited editions
Crown Of Bone is: Dustin Redington


I.) DEVOID OF THE DEVOURED:
A crash of distorted guitars and a vile blackened scream.
It sounds like we have just entered the den of some unholy
beast and awakened it from it's ancient slumber.Drone doom
riffs churn out slowly as the beast begins to stir in aggrivation.
The vocals have a seething serpentine quality to them.Ancient
occult moans chant wicked spells,hexes and curses.The thing  
that has awakened is not pleased by our presence at all.This
track bleeds the black blood of hatred.It feels like waiting to
be devoured.A blast of harsh noize metamorphs the nature
of the track.Now we stand in a massive cavern of HNW style
noize.A thick mass of hissing distortion that will not only devour
us but engulf all hopes of redemtion as well.Rolling thunderous
noize moves across the horizon and blacks out the skyline as
truly possessed daemonic vocals spew fourth like black vomit.
Very raw and primitive.The vocals have the same quality you
would expect to find on a grade A bestial black metal release.
This is the sound of no light at the end of a tunnel.And the 
darkness only grows thicker with each passing moment until
everything in it's path is suffocated by tendrils of the blackest
night.

II.) SARCOPHAGUS HARVEST:
Somehow we survived the first track and have found our
way here.A desolate wasteland devoid of all but your deepest
darkest nightmares.Dark dense ambient that holds a lurking
fear.It literally feels like you are being watched as you listen
to this track.I take that back.Much more than watched we 
have fallen into a deeper ring of hell.Harsh noize so heavy
that it almost sounds like blast beats pummeling you into
submission.So harsh in fact that said blasts are closer to
avalanches in description.Daemonic vocals make themselves
known once more amidst the relenless noize that spills out
like thick blood.If this is a harvest as the title suggests then
we are being harvested as a mass of wailing souls.It sounds
like a million locusts devouring everything in sight at once.
The harsh noize only lets up for short periods of time allowing
the hissing locusts a moment to swallow and regroup for another
infestation.There is no melody.Nothing pretty.No chorus.No hook.
Just brutal and devastating harsh fucking noize and some seriously
pissed off entities speaking in forked tongues.Also this is not quite
straight HNW as there are a lot of changes to be found in the manipulated
fields of sonic reaping.I swear blasting drums of some sort are present
within this as well but there really is no way to be certain.Total chaos.

III.) MATRIARCH OF DISEMBOWELMENT:
Track three sounds like something right off of a GNAW THEIR
TONGUES release.Moody dark ambient combined with droning
guitars and death industrial drumming.Very ritualistic.It is as if a
dark procession of some short is in progress as the drums plod on
at a funeral paced crawl.Static noize spreads out as a layer across 
the track but does not entirely cover the dark beauty that CROWN
OF BONE has manifested here.The harvest is over and the locusts
are all slowly crawling back to their homes to store our body parts
up for a long cold winter in hell.A tidal wave of harsh noize roars
out like a winter storm.These sudden bursts of noize seem to be
CROWN OF BONE's trademark.Followed by distorted blackened
screams in total agony.Think of SUNN (O)))'s black one album
and multiply the harshness by 100.Then take the vocals and pump
them up with a syringe filled with hatred,disgust and all those other
fun words and you'll have an idea of what we have here.I don't know
what happened to Dustin Redington as a child but it must have been
severely traumatic.Lets just hope this is the only way he unleashes
his inner daemons.

IV.) WRETCHED SACRAMENT:
Again we start out with pitch black occult ambience.Whispering
winds and ice cold crystalline chimes.Chains rattle as synth strings 
glide on a chilling winter breeze.Ok Christmas break is officially
over kiddies.Sonic devastation much like Redington's work with
DEMONOLOGISTS but the vocals are much more evil.Howling
daemonic shouts like loud gusts of wind.This is a barren tundra of
harsh fucking hopelessness.Screaming feedback and flesh whipping
distortion.CROWN OF BONE does not make songs.They make 
cataclysmic events.Earth shattering skull fucking sermons to bring
fourth the end of days in a horrid daze.

V.) THRONE OF SKELETAL REMAINS:
No intro here just straight noize.How fucking harsh can you get?
Well not much harsher than this.Loud hissing traumatic static and
the ancient beast that dwells within this frozen void.The vocals are
almost as distorted as the "music" itself.A raging inferno or maybe
an epic blizzard of assaulting sound that is sure to leave all in a pile
of skeletal remains.This is the most HNW sounding track so far as
it is minimal and simplistic but the addition of vocals adds a blackened
noize element as well.Heavy drone doom riffs come out from nowhere
and the vocals take on that same malignant style as the first track.The riffs
are ice cold and linger in the air like chilling specters.Indeed a haunting
surprise.Screaming feedback and palm muted riffing bring a deep heaviness.
Then it all fades into oblivion.

VI.) VENOMOUS RITUALS:
Those brave souls that make it to the outer wastelands of this release will
find themselves in a windswept land of torn black ambience.Totally removed
from the rest of the world and damned to eternal isolation.An immense blast
of harsh noize sweeps through the solitude bringing that blackened beast back
with it for one final attack before sweet death removes us from this tourrent
of torment.A field of white noize in a dizzying haze.Make that black noize
as the vocals return to strip us bare.Dense distortion filled with sub-bass 
movements in the form of restless winds.The venomous ritual persists
in hissing malignancy.HNW with death industrial or power electronics
style sub-bass pulsing.The vocals somehow become deeper and deeper.
POSSESSED DAEMONIC BLACK NOIZE...

LISTEN TO THIS WITH HEADPHONES IN THE DARK:
10/10
-ABATTOIR-

WWW.CROWNOFBONE.BLOGSPOT.COM
WWW.ALTAROFWASTERECORDS.BLOGSPOT.COM

Monday, July 1, 2013

REVIEW-SWOLLEN ORGANS-JEALOUSY FETISH-MINI CDR


SWOLLEN ORGANS-JEALOUSY FETISH-MINI CDR
Petite Soles Records-PS34
Harsh Noize/Power Electronics
Comes in a 5'' jewel case with the 
title and artist's name melted onto
the front of the case with a hot pin.
Includes a Swollen Organs sticker.
Limited to 25 copies.



I.) UNAWARE THAT YOU ARE MODELING FOR ME:
Scraping metal against a backdrop of thick ambience.
It sounds like a murderer dragging his rusted weapon
of choice across the cement floor of his "work place".
Grinding noize begins to churn growing louder as the
track persists.There are quite a few layers of harsh sound
mingling within the ambient haze.Short bursts of feedback
are present but hardly audible as what sounds like a wire
rope being untangled begins to be heard.Somewhere there
is someone modeling for a killer with no idea that their life
will end in their mid-twenties.The volume increases more 
and more.It feels like watching a tragedy about to take place
before your eyes and being powerless to stop it.Distorted
and muffled screams come out of nowhere and fill the
ambience with an even more sinister vibe.A madman
narrating as he takes life or perhaps talking to hiself
in his madness.

II.) SECRET WORSHIP:
Noize like a turning machine.Squeaky and falling to
pieces.The vocals begin much sooner here and sound
twice as pissed as they did in the first track.Strange
swirling whirring sounds whisp away as the machine
plods on and the verbal threats continue.Scraping noize
over a dense foggy landscape.A place of secret worship
indeed.Whatever SWOLLEN ORGANS is invoking here
can not be good.A few odd bubbling sounds and we move
on to track three.

III.) A LIVING CROWN:
Low hissing static in the background and bursts of
feedback.Disturbing whispered vocal through some
strange effects add an eerieness to the whole vibe.
Like a more lo-fi STEEL HOOK PROSTHESIS.
A layer of ringing noize that almost sounds like 
synth strings rushes out over the track followed
by dense pulsing noize and wretched screams.
This whole track reeks of asphyxiation and 
claustraphobia.

IV.) A JEALOUS BODY:
A jealous body begins with a wave of screaming high end
feedback with other patterns of even higher feedback shooting
out.There is an ambience like that you would hear in an old black
and white horror film's score.Classic terror.Behind all this is a pulsing
noize on repeat.Tormented vocals fill the track with a strong sense
of anger and desperation.This feels like it was recorded as a therapy
of sorts to let out frustration and hatred of the world around us.

V.) SEIZURE FEAST:
Harsh manipulated noize that seems to be filtered through more
effects then the previous tracks.Hectic and frenzied.Ringing repeating
high end sounds along with what sort of sounds like wind ripping away
at something rapidly.There are vocals deeply obscured and hardly audible
at first lurking deep within the track.This is a very short track but very
aggressive as well.It most certainly sounds like the electronics are having
a massive seizure before we move on to number six.

VI.) WITH LUNGS ERECT:
Much more quiet then the rest at first but that does not last long.
Again it sounds like a strange machine working as hard as it can
but this time it sounds like it is on it's last leg.Clanking noize rolls
out over and over with a hissing static or steam coming from the
dying engines.Muffled vocals scream out and become louder
and well...More pissed off.Bouts of electronic noize with in a 
harsh threatening manner lash out of the infernal machine as the
beast driving the contraption takes his problems out on the listener.
Bottles break and glass crashes as if in a drunken rage.Chains whip
their way out lashing your senses.A haze of out there noize gathers
just as the track slowly sinks to it's end.

VII.) HAUNTED/HUNTED:
Sampled spoken vocals speak of stress ruining lives and the various
tolls it takes on a person.A rising ambience of malevolent synth climbs
higher as the speech goes on.Maybe we are backtracking and this is a
look into the cause of the madness we experienced prior.A prequel of
sorts.Fragile death industrial rythm drives the final track forward.There
is also a strong pulse of noize like an undercurrent swirling around as
the metallic percussion plods on endlessly.All fades into silence bringing
this short burst of anger to it's resting place.

Power electronics much like the stuff you would expect from a Danver
State Records release.With that same dense hazy quality and bursts of
violent aggression.Greatly recommended for fans of underground noize:
7.5/10
-ABATTOIR-

PETITESOLES@HUSHMAIL.COM

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

REVIEW-HUMAN LARVAE-WHAT LIES AHEAD-CASSETTE

HUMAN LARVAE-WHAT LIES AHEAD-CASSETTE
Unrest Productions-Unrest26
Power Electronics/Harsh Noize/Death Industrial
Comes in plastic case with J-card insert.Limited to
120 hand-numbered copies.


SIDE A.)
I.) A JOURNEY TOWARDS OBLITERATION/SELF DESTRUCTIVE THOUGHT PATTERN:
II.) EGO FEEDER:
III.) MOMENTS I'D LIKE TO SHOVE YOUR WORDS BACK DOWN YOUR THROAT:
As soon as the tape goes in it hits you with a rush of energy followed then by a voice speaking 
demands.It continues for some time.How one interperates this journey to obliteration is entirely
 up to them.We all have our own thoughts we keep hidden.Waves of a thought pattern or simply 
the sounds of self destruction.What ever it might be listening to these tracks makes it impossible to 
hide. It swallows you whole.The names of these songs fit exactly what it sounds like an then some.
Voices talking in an unknown language.Low sounds rumbling like rotating industrial cylinders and
then haulting for the next transition. :)

SIDE B.)
IV.) AND THEN YOU'LL LEARN:
V.) TRUTH SEEKER:
VI.) BECOMING THE LOCUST:
Industrial rumblings begin keeping rythm like a heartbeat.A womans speaks her voice is inviting as 
a man answers her.I am unsure of what either of them are saying but it makes one feel uneasy.
I'm sure thats just the start.A man speaks alone this time words of reason and truth in a hypnotizing 
Tone.The sound of crushed metal scraping in the background.Steady is the pace that gives life to the 
truth seeking litstener.Loud screams at the top of the lungs.Words peirce my ears.The voice naturaly 
distorted almost molevolent.He's one to be heard and not misunderstood.A pause of silence seperates 
the last but not least.Here again in this journey is the becoming of the locust.You can hear them.Hundreds 
of them.Like infestation they gather at thee wonderous sight devouring everything in their path to make 
way for a certain someone or something.Manipulated voices again but different.Almost inhuman madness 
strikes.Paranoia inlicts it's final blow to the mind.Heart racing losing sanity.Until a final scream echos and sends 
chills down my spine.

SEEK AND YE SHALL FIND:
7.5/10
-NECRODOLL-

UNRESTPRODUCTIONS.CO.UK

Monday, June 24, 2013

REVIEW-HUMAN LARVAE-HOME IS WHERE THE HURT IS-CD

HUMAN LARVAE-HOME IS WHERE THE HURT IS-CD
Existentence Establishment-EEVIII
Power Electronics/Death Industrial/Harsh Noize
Comes in a slim cardboard case.Hand nubered 
to 500 copies.


I.) I FEEL THEREFORE I HURT:
With a low and rising synth pulse the album begins and builds.
Static flows above the humming synths growing louder and louder.
A second pulse begins to breath in breaths of thick electronic ambience.
Haunting sounds like a damned choir moan over the ambient tones as a
voice encourages suicide over and over.Sheets of semi-harsh noize billow
in the winds.There is a looming sense of despondency and hopelessness.
A life at the end of the rope.In your face distorted bursts of angry vocals
echoe leaving traces of angst and desperation.Dying to die.This sounds
like a more pissed off NAVICON TORTURE TECHNOLOGIES in 
many ways.Harsh gusts of noize contend with the previous sounds in
a struggle for the recognition.They prevail and overcome all that was
before them until silence falls.

II.) RADIATION WASTELAND:
Heavy breathing.Male and female.low winds.The rustling of unknown
objects.Cold and empty.Indeed a wasteland of suffering.Synth strings
rise from the wastes and turn into a pulse of electronic industrial sound.
Vocals laced in a thick coat of static shout out.Muffled and manipulated
by effects.A lone voice in the wretched wastes.Dark ambience mixed with
pitch black industrial noize.Tortured and full of agony.All becomes cold and
silent once more.Heavy breathing and rolling tides of water filled with bile.

III.) RAPIST PIG:
Like a soundtrack to a demented nightmare track three begins.Dark ambience
and rustling objects of some sort.Blackened vocals roar along death industrial
soundscapes.Rumbling sub-bass and perfectly timed inhuman drumming.
The vocals sound wretched to an extreme.Spewing fourth like black tar
and bleeding out into the desolate stillness and mechanical rythm.A crunching
layer of noize and static blacks out the skies.Smothering all percussion and 
murdering all vocals that were once present.Raping the track of it's former self.
buried behind all this are haunting traces of ambience and pitch shifted vocals.
Deep and inhuman like something you would expect to hear from a STEEL
HOOK PROSTHESIS album.Deep churning electronics and buzzing noize
can also be found within.Noize persists in masses of static bass and obscured
ambience.A looped voice repeats the word "agitate" til all is no more.

IV.) I DO THIS BECAUSE I LOVE YOU:
Gusts of wind like tattered cloth.A woman moans and screams in
complete agony.Her cries echoe and die but she is still cursed to
live as she is tortured.Muffled voices can be heard gathered around
their victim.What sounds like bones snapping or perhaps staples
being pounded into flesh gives us some insight as to what form of
torture she is going through.Sobbing and writhing as the winds blow
through cold and empty chambers.Like a serial killer dwelling in a 
sewer with no one but his victim.Pulses of noize roll on in the distance.
You do crazy things when your in love.

V.) TO HIDE IN HER UTERUS AND HOPEFULLY SUFFOCATE IN ABSOLUTE TRANQUILLITY:
Harsh noize crackles through the speakers in a mass of distortion.
Swallowing everything whole.All light in total eclipse.As it fades
it begins to sound like a buzzsaw or some other sharp serated 
power tool forcing it's way into a place it should not be.Loud
distorted screams laced in feedback call out from within that 
place.A deep dark hole of hate.This is the most aggressive 
track to be found on the album thus far.Desperate with the
urge to end all life in it's wake including it's own.Myriad static
voices ramble on along blazing static and deep dark ambience
until it begins to lose itself within itself.Haunting and beautiful
synth strings form a melancholic ode to tragedy bringing it all
to a mournful close.Again this reminds me of NAVICON
TORTURE TECHNOLOGIES with it's perfect blend of
harsh noize and woe filled synth.

VI.) A CELEBRATION OF OPEN SKIN:
Vocals spill fourth like projectile vomit.Feedback and strange
synth behind each pile of puke.There is an almost Native American
melody being played out on wood flutes as the vocals spill out.A great
contract that somehow works flawlessly.Deep machine like rythms 
coil around and strip the track to bare noize.Opening skin and throwing
it to the carrion as it expands.Harsh noize and death industrial blending
into grade A power electronics.

VII.) TIS MY DESIRE TO LOATH IN THE FIRES OF VENGEANCE:
This album combines all the best elements of harsh noize and dark 
ambient.Beautiful synth strings backed by a pounding industrial
pulse.Clanging metallics and demented samples.Demented voices,
wicked laughter and tormented gasps.Swirling sounds rise and turn
into deep daemonic entities.Cymbols beat on like an aproaching train.
Thick bubbling ambience flows out over the rest.Immense and 
breath taking.Breath taking as in both beauty and suffocation.
Ripping noize like a storm tearing your roof off destroys the
track and brings us closer to the grand finale.

VIII.) LIPS WILL BLEED, HEARTS WILL BREAK:
By now if you have made it this far you are both broken 
and bleeding.Harsh and utterly fucked up electronic noize.
Glitchy and raped by various effects.A metal blade scrapes
and scratches filling the air with red hot sparks.Sampled
spoken word vocals tell us that we should beg them to
kill us in agony.Blasting harsh noize chokes the air in
one final session of torture and pain before we suffer a 
loss too great to bear.

IX.) A LOSS TOO GREAT TO BEAR:
This is fucking stunning.By far one of the most beautiful
and emotional dark ambient tracks I have ever heard period.
The final track comes as a great surprise as I expected this
to end in a murderous rage but rather HUMAN LARVAE
has graced us with a haunting mass of synth strings and choir
like chants.A requiem of regret.A song for fallen angels.
This has an almost religious feel to it.Like stumbling upon
something sacred in a place only a select few devotee's
would know of.A perfect closing track to a brilliant album.

Dark, Twisted and in no way dissapointing.A perfect
power electronics record.Get this before they are gone
as this is a limited release:
10/10
-ABATTOIR-

WWW.EXIZTEST.ORG

Sunday, June 9, 2013

REVIEW-BEREFT-FIRST DEGREE OF SEPARATION/REMOVED FROM SECURITY

BEREFT-FIRST DEGREE OF SEPARATION/REMOVED FROM SECURITY
DOUBLE CASSETTE COMPILATION-C45+C70
Danver State Recordings-DSR41
Harsh Noize/Power Electronics
Bereft Is: Peter Lee and Andrew Grant
Artwork: Andy Grant


Reissue of the first two Bereft releases. Two cassettes in a clamshell box with insert. Limited to 100 copies.
"First Degree of Separation" originally released in 2004 by Truculent Recordings. 
"Removed From Security" originally released in 2006 by Antihumanism Records. 
"The Lies Of The Father..." originally appeared on the "Epidemic" compilation, released in 2004 by Truculent Recordings.

CASSETTE I.) FIRST DEGREE OF SEPERATION:
SIDE A:

I.) SEARCHING FOR RELEVANCY:
Traumatic static comes in thundering waves.Cracking the speakers with each blast.
Glitched out pulses of noize backed by a low hum.If we are to be searching for relevancy
I doubt it will be found here.High end screeches of feedback and distortion drenched
vocals rear their ugly heads.The tempo is slow and agonizing.Wails of feedback scream
and fade into white noize.Room shaking quakes of distortion shatter the windows and
crack the floorboards.Strangled screams can be found here and there within the debris
and rubble.It sounds like the earth is slowly being torn in half.Ripping electronic noize
over a canvas of humming static.The vocals sound like someone choking on the dust 
in the air.Obscured by the wreckage.There is a post-apocalyptic sense of destruction.
A lone whipping  jolt of sound hits from out of nowhere.The sound of radio frequencies
with no fair signal as if trying to make sense of this mess to no avail can be heard.Only
static and solitude as the city crumbles.Minimal but very effective.Hissing static signals 
the end of track one.On to track two.Titles are irrelevant.

II.) UNTITLED:
Just when you thought it was safe.Fuck you.A barrage of harsh noize rattles and shakes.
Within it there is a pulsing loop of sub-bass vibration that sounds like a tornado ripping
through my bedroom.Distortion cracks and snaps like roaring fires or splintering decaying
wood.The very foundations are at risk.No shelter.An insane burst of high pitched static comes
with the tearing asunder of all in it's path.Strangled vocals cry out desperate and miserable.
Louder and filled with hate as the track progresses.The tornado has become a well oiled
machine hell bent on destruction and twisting endlessly.It feels like the sheer sonic onslaught
is going to swallow you whole or slowly break your limbs apart.Which I cannot tell.By now
the vortex is in full swing fucking up everything there is to fuck up.A droning attack on the
senses.

SIDE B:

III.) HERESY:
And we are all still fucked.Howling winds among static walls.Near silence.Is it over?
Nope.A second stab in the eardrums and then it fades for a moment as vocals like
shattered fragments of hate sound out.This track is a bit of a mindfuck as right before
you think it is going to blast into a sonic assult it fades into near silence.Like listening
to a lost tape of a cataclysmic event then soaring into chaos once more.Noize like stray
shards of shrapnel and brutal vocals both fire off in the same manner.Somewhere deep
in the distance there is a low almost haunting ambience among all of this.All decays
until nothing remains.

IV.) BLED OUT:
Slow pulses of low end noize and sharp strands of electronic noize.Bleeding out like
tendrils reaching as far as they can.A low bass plays a single note in a repeating drone.
Static molesting the empty space here and there.Ringing feedback sounds like an alarm
morphing into harsh noize and back again.Each strike harsher than the previous.The vocals
are much louder here.They come in a combination of hardcore punk style screams and painful
wails.Spoken words of discuragement and the droning bass returns as we bleed out.

V.) DESTRUCTIVE IMPULSE:
Clashes of static frequencies and rumbles of noize like a panzer tank setting fourth outside
your window.The tornado is back along with frantic screams filled with anger.The entire
album seems to carry a theme of destruction and impulsiveness so naturally the finishing
blow is brought by a beast armed with both.Swirls of dizzying sound in a harsh static shell
come ripping down the streets once more.No mercy.The voice of anger rants on as the album
continues to tear us a new one.Urgent and relentless.Static cracks like whips on flesh.Feedback
rings out followed by a buzzing hum filled with impulsive pulses of harsh noize.It is like
the track has A.D.D. and a bounty on our heads.Tortured in your face screams side by side
low smothering fuzzed out sub-bass tones.The vocals spewing out black vomit and vile filth.
Creeping along like a slow coming death.Whirlwinds of chaos fill the air once more as the
filth pours out until all is abruptly cut off.Game over.

CASSETTE II.) REMOVED FROM SECURITY:
SIDE A:

I.) THE LIES OF THE FATHER BEGAT THE CRIMES OF THE SON:
A crawling pulse resounds.It sounds like the earth is moaning below the floor boards.
Slow and malignant.Changing as it bellows fourth like steam from rifts tearing through
the room.There is a strange rythm to the rumbling ground below.A wall of thick noize
hisses fourth joined by a mechanical rumble.Traces of feedback can be heard in the
deep distance as the crunching noize begins to rise and take hold.Distorted vocals
almost lost in the distance scream out in anguish.A mass of dense noize rips it's
way to the front til it's overtaken by screams more burried than the last.High end
pulses soar overhead.Scraping harshness followed by low sub bass rumbling.
Minimal and desolate.Like wandering through a desert with a throat full of sand
in a thick humid haze of noize.

II.) MOVING PATTERNS:
The song begins like the beating of wings.A death's head moth looms above.
An omen of tragedy to come.Shifting noize comes in intervals.Wings beat 
more frantically to escape the churning mechanical beast that approaches.
It shambles along with rusted gears and missing cogs.Falling apart but still
set on destruction.A scream of sharp feedback pierces the air.The machine
begins to ready it'self and as it overworks in preparation screams like those
of someone suffering fill the air as well.Filled with terror and urgency along
side with screeching feedback.It's hard to tell if the beast is broken or just
getting ready for an onslaught.Fragile wings are once again present amidst
a roaring inferno of noize.The mechanical beast breaths fire and speaks with
a tongue as sharp as a knife through bursts of wretched screams.It has set
all ablaze and spoke it's piece.

III.) KNEEL:
Strange pulsing ambience as thick as midnight fog.Harsh screeching bursts
of high end noize.Bow down before the coming horrror.Screams obscured
in distortion spill fourth like projecting vomit.Feedback in frantic waves makes
it'self known as black vomit hits the floor once more spewing out like curses
spoke with a tongue of bile.Pissed and in your face.Another round of feedback
signals the return of that vile vomit.The harsh blasts of noize sound like the
writhing agony of something dying in a horrid manner.A voice of accusation
points blame at an unknown source.Noize recoils at the sound.Again angry
vocals spew hate at the world around them.The voice of one who refuses
to kneel as he turns the tables.Electric static takes over and expands.The 
dying body before it shrieking in the form of harsh noize.Revenge in the
process of being served at the hands of one who has finally snapped.

SIDE B:

IV.) SLOWLY TRAVELLING THROUGH THE NIGHTTIME SKY:
Welcome to the end.An inferno of roaring noize backed by a crushing death 
industrial rythm.Swirling sounds choke the sky like smoke.Hissing flames
lick the heavens.High end noize screams like burning victims.Pounding and
merciless.Soaring towers of harsh noize erect and collapse upon themselves.
The rythm changes into a sound like nails scraping on glass.All is agony.
Clouds of debris rumble across the backdrop.Again the pulse changes
into that of some sort of machine working hard throughout the chaos.
Then all is roaring fire and blasts of wind.Something seems to be screaming
in an inhuman voice.A daemon cloaked in static.It appears that hell is
located somewhere in the nighttime sky.Shrieks of daemonic entities
ride the wind.Mechanical pounding and flesh eating blades turn bringing
death from above.Clangs of metallic noize like the war drums of the
awful spawns.They seem to be enjoying the pain and destruction they
are bringing.Winds storm like churning ocean tides.There is a feeling
of hopelessness and abandonment throughout the track thus far.
Softer metallic beats and distant saw blades grind bones into dust.
Muffled vocals like an emergency call.Filled with panic and impossible
to understand.The sky is a mass of screaming beasts.The ground below
a fire choked field of turning blades.The crushing death industrial stomp
returns smashing anything in it's path.Whirling electronics and harsh
assults of noize.The "drums" pound on into oblivion.That sound like
nails on a chalkboard is present once more.Daemonic voices and a
neverending massacre.Long story short.This is mass destruction in stereo.

An amazing collection of BEREFT's early work and a must have for all
fans of power electronics/harsh noize/and death industrial:
10/10
-ABATTOIR-

DANVERSTATERECORDINGS.BLOGSPOT.COM

Saturday, June 8, 2013

REVIEW-COMPACTOR-DESENSITIZATION REPROCESSING-CASSETTE-C32

COMPACTOR-DESENSITIZATION REPROCESSING-CASSETTE-C32
Out of Body Records-OOB008
Industrial/Electronic Noize/Break-Beat/Glitch/Experimental
Comes in Plastic Case w/ J-card Insert.Hand-Numbered
Limited to 100 Copies.
Compactor is: Derek Rush


SIDE ATTACK:
I.)LACERATIONS II.)BATTERED III.)MULTIPLE FRACTURES:
Like electric gunfire.Brutal beats pick up your heart beat.Razor blades making 
slithers through the air.Endorphins rushing and pupils dilating.Feeling a rush of 
lacerations upon the skin.Following up closely is Battered.This makes your body
build up forces and defence walls to embrace the impact of Adrenaline.
Time slows and rises creating the ultimate build up.Then silence.Followed by 
even more brutality. Anxiety rising like that moment when you realize its not 
just pain. It's your body being broken.Electric saw like sounds only signal a 
further attack.Followed by heavy and immensly loud drums until the 
realization hits that well...Your fucked.

SIDE RECOIL:
IV.)VICTIM V.)SUPPRESSION VI.)BLEEDING OUT:
Awakening after the attack and feeling weary and worn down.
Memories of earlier afflictions scream and throb in you mind making 
you dizzy and unsure of just where you are.The recoiling effect has made 
you the victim.Leaving you feeling violated.Your trust in your self is diminishing.
 mind being taken over  by the broken beats and glitching  sounds.your thoughts 
with noize of the industrial soundscapes wanting to explode.But in suffering silence 
you react on impulse by bleeding out to the sounds of it to the point of death.Your sight 
gives way to black.Ears are ringing and oxygen level is dulling making your breathing short 
and quick irregular heart beats.Now begining to hullucinate.feeling the chilling winds crawl 
up your spine.Blood stops flowing and just when your in the midst of the slow pulsing doom
 all is over leaving you empty and cold .

The name of the songs say it all.It's up to you to feel the wrath of this beast.
 10/10
-NECRODOLL-

COMPACTOR.BANDCAMP.COM
OUTOFBODYRECORDS.BLOGSPOT.COM

REVIEW-DRAG AGE-MASK OF A CRUSHED INSECT-CASSETTE-C12

DRAG AGE-MASK OF A CRUSHED INSECT-CASSETTE-C12
Out of Body Records-OOBR006
Power Electronics/Harsh Noise/Experimental
Comes in Plastic Case w/ J-card Insert Limeted to 100
Hand-Numbered Copies


SIDE A.)
I.) LORDS OF BRONZE:
Vibrating harsh noize that sounds like stones grinding.
 Being put in their place.Distorted screams and moans arise.
Signaling chaos.This reminds me of slaves working against their 
will to summom the lords of bronze.Bringing electronic rage.The deed 
is done but this is only a holt until the next begining.

SIDE B.)
II.) REVEAL THE GUISE:
Low drone synths with words of torment.Ever forcing to reveal the guise.
Exactly what they are saying you'll have to hear for your self.The screams 
and crys desperatly shirek out malevolence.So naturally I enjoy it.The distorted 
voice comands you and you can feel the danger.It only gets worse from here.
Brutal interogation to reveal the secret.Sounds of electric watts charging then 
all disperses to your dimise.

According to my boyfriend's uncle who is an oldschool thrasher this is "Total Shit"
8/10
-NECRODOLL-

OUTOFBODYRECORDS.BLOGSPOT.COM

REVIEW-DEIGN-PECUNIARY HUCKSTER-CASSETTE-C20

DEIGN-PECUNIARY HUCKSTER-CASSETTE-C20
Out of Body Records-OOBR005
Sound Collage/Harsh Noise/Experimental
Comes in Plastic Case w/ J-card Insert Limeted to 100
Hand-Numbered Copies


SIDE A.)
I-II.) SNIPERS GAINING MEDIA ATTENTION BY PICKING OFF 
PROTESTERS AT OWS/THE WEALTH REMAINS:
Ringing of chimes and glass sounds.It's like knives are cutting through the air.
Like slithering tongues while a distorted noise plays on.Then the sounds of people 
whistling and cheering.This soon halts to the sounds of madness.But not just anykind.
It's one with a well played ring leader.For the victims it's madness indeed but for the snipers 
it's not just gaining media attention.More like they very well enjoy themselves as the chaos that 
they're causing makes the world pay attention.Sounds of the sea arise and you can hear the guns
 shifting as they are being reloaded.Growls breathe steadily against a backdrop of ocean warped waves.

SIDE B.)
III.) CONSUME TO CUM:
Death drums alarm.tThe transitions and sounds of this madness is like no other.
 Makes you feel it loud and clear like spontanious combustion where all that remain
are limbs after body acid eats away like fire.This makes my skin feel electric.The sounds 
definently consume the room.But all is better said by the song title than my words.Consuming 
to cum.Dont we all .Sounds like a person at war with themselves as the body thralls.The que to cum.

Not for the weak  6/10
-NECRODOLL-

OUTOFBODYRECORDS.BLOGSPOT.COM