Friday, May 31, 2013

REVIEW-ABANDONED ASYLUM-DERILICTS OF DISTANT HOPE-CD


ABANDONED ASYLUM-DERILICTS OF DISTANT HOPE-CD
Malignant Records-TumorCD63
Dark Ambient/Minimal Electronics
Comes in Glossy Six Panel Digipack
Composed/Created by: Lukasz "Dani" Czajka
Photo's/Artworl by: Czajka
Mastered by: John Stillings/Steel Hook Audio


I.) INTERSTELLAR TRANSMISSIONS:
Darkness falls.A low resonating hum.The sound of razor blades cutting through
the thick night air.The dark ambience feels as if it is cloaking a sinister figure.A
wretched thing of nightmares patiently waiting for the right moment.Nocturnal
sounds like those heard late at night alone in the wilderness and a shifting fog 
of sub-bass pulses.The razors growing ever sharper with each piercing slice.
Spoken word transmissions resembling "vocals" speak in unknown tongues.
The atmosphere it'self has taken on the sound of a cutting blade penetrating 
the solitary darkness.Haunting tones echoe on the horizon as a gathering wind
sweeps through stealing away the breath of life.All is cold and dead.

II.) SHADES OF NEBULAR IMAGES:
Deep pulsing synth like cello's playing a funeral dirge with the tempo turned
down to an extreme low.Something is active within the low tones.Moving like
a spectre.Rattling chains and other odd sounds form a sort of "percussion" to
this piece.Like a recording of a restless spirit walking the abandoned halls of
a run down hospital where unspeakable events unfolded.Everything flows and
breaths with a life of it's own and at the same time all sounds dead and empty.
The spirit is more restless as he rattles his chains over and over.An imprint of
a tragic memory played eternally through the ages.Buzzing thick synth rings
out and goes for the jugular.There is an overall sense of impending dread.
The feeling one gets from a sleepless night plagued by anxiety and uneasiness.
Wolves howl in the distance as we drift further.

III.) DRIFTING IN CONSTANT ECLIPSE:
A strong pulse of black ambience drifts and expands.Eclipsing all light in 
it's wake.Dense and hazy.Nocturnal creatures howl as they awake and become
more active.There is a piercing sound almost like feedback but of unknown
origin.A gathering wind looms on the horizon and slowly dances across fields
of utmost darkness.We can see nothing.Only hear and feel the arrival of the
terrors that await in the cold night.The winds grow louder with an impatient
urgency.Choir like vocal are heard like those of devout monks practicing an
occult rite that is not meant to be witnessed or heard by those from thee world
outside.They chant as if summoning something from within the winds.Maybe
the very thing causing the oncoming storm and the eclipse.

IV.) AMONG SHAPES UNKNOWN TO MAN:
Creeping forward like a serpent.Semi distorted walls of black.This sounds as if
it could have been recorded in deep depths at the bottom of the ocean.Strange sounds
like those of a rushed movement gives the feeling you are not alone.Rising and falling
electronic noize climbs and decends like a great leviathan.There is a wall of buzzing
noize although it has a softness to it unlike the harsh noize of many releases.Chimes
ring out through swirling currents.This is the most "Active" track on the album so far.
Everything seems to be building up to the revelation of something unknown to man.
The track title is very fitting as this invokes the imagination to conjure up strange shapes
of things in realms untraveled.Chains and chimes.Then silence.

V.) PATHWAY THROUGH NOTHINGNESS:
A low cloud of crisp ambience.A ceaseless ringing fills the air.The sounds of solitude
and deep thought.Away from the frantic world of man.Like floating in a crystal ocean.
Everything feels light and surreal.Swirling sound and layered textures.There is also a
sense of being caught in a place foreign to our knowledge.The kind of place we only
witness in a fevered dream or during the hours inbetween awake and asleep.A feeling 
only found in nothingness.All builds and drifts further and further.A massive expanse
of nihil.

VI.) ECHOES OF FORGOTTEN ORIGIN:
Sharp churning synths like a machine from a distant world.Defying our logic yet 
functioning all the same.Buzzing pulses like signals being shot through veins or
nerves.A second layer of turning synth cold as steel.Somehow this feels darker
than the tracks that came before.Moaning frequencies lay thick upon the atmosphere.
All is a haze of suffocating noize and dark ambience.High end buzzsaw blades 
cultivate fields of nothingness.Reaping and sowing emptiness.Like a harvest
of hollow emotion.A solitary note echoes like a sounding alarm.Despondency
is ripe on the vine.Sink your teeth in.

VII.) STORMS IN THE ENDLESS VOID:
The storm comes slow and formless.Growing slowly as it approaches.Gaining
momentum it begins to scrape along the concrete like the dragging of a lead pipe.
Whirling fuzzed out sounds fill the sky like swarming locusts.The ambience it'self
seems to be howling and crying out long the songs of mournful wraiths.More intense
by the moment everything becomes louder until it is a wall of harsh noize obscuring
all else.We are left to drown in this endless void.

MINIMAL AND EFFECTIVE.A JOURNEY THROUGH SOLITARY PATHS
AND DARK DREAMSCAPES.A SOLID SLATE OF DARK AMBIENCE:
7/10
-ABATTOIR-

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