Wednesday, January 29, 2014

REVIEW-DEATHSTENCH/TREPANERINGSRITUALEN-SPLIT-PICTURE DISC

DEATHSTENCH/TREPANERINGSRITUALEN-SPLIT-PICTURE DISC
MALIGNANT RECORDS/BLACK PLAGVE PRODUCTIONS
BLACK NOIZE/DEATH INDUSTRIAL/RITUAL AMBIENT
VINYL BEAUTIFULLY ILLUSTRATED
ARTWORK ON BOTH SIDES.
LIMITED TO 250 COPIES.
DEATHSTENCH IS:
JOHN PAUL WHETZEL
DAREA PLANTIN
TREPANERINGSRITUALEN IS:
TH. TOT
SIDE A.) DEATHSTENCH:
I.) DAMNUM MINATUM:
Slow rumbling noize and harsh blasts of assualting white hot steam.
Faces melt and become a pus-like substance as the ground quakes violently
in dense waves of sub-sonic darkness.Clanging death industrial percussions
escort the vocalist to a throne at the center of absolute chaos.Robed in
filth and speaking with a forked tongue of hate John Paul Whetzel begins
to melt faces as well.Blackend croaks spew fourth like rotten blood and
vomit bursting from a bolted casket.Monolithic death drones roll out in
a sea of bones, flesh and decay.The vocals are similar to LEVIATHAN as
they come in cracking wheezes and stay low to the filthy ground.A cacophony
of doom riffs, harsh noize and dread smeared anguish.The vocals begin to
become rabid and come in cluttered strikes with a fierceness as everything
builds into a swirling mass.A few short screams of panic.Survivors minimal.
II.) TEMPLES OF DUST (FEATURING ALAN DUBIN):
Low feedback and lower dense shifting noize as ritual bells chime.The air has
been purified so that it may be corrupted fully.Like a rape of virgins on an
altar for Satan.For almost ten minutes this is what must be endured.Carrion
crows and ravens sing in delight as they wait impatiently for whatever morsels
may remain.Invocations and incantations begin.Alan Dubin who I would hope you
would be familiar with via his work with the almighty KHANATE screams in his
wretched trademark manner.If for some fucking reason you have not heard KHANATE
imagine EYEHATEGOD meets GRAVES AT SEA meets BURNING WITCH and multiply the
sheer magnitude of that by ten.This is the soundtrack to total burning annihilation
of all that has ever mattered to you.The music it'self is a fucking monstrous
aboination of sound and vocals of this caliber add a whole new layer of pain to
the mix.Flocks of deathbirds gather where there were only a few lone scavengers
before and form a choir as they chant on diseased wings.Crushing ultra-heavy death
industrial percussions pound your skull into oblivion but never let you drift off
to any state of peace.DEATHSTENCH would much rather delight in the symptoms of your
suffering and witness every horrible detail.Other than a vessel for ritual and a
tool for their amusement...You are nothing to them and will soon be, as Alan Dubin
repeats almost in mockery...FORGOTTEN...

SIDE B.) TREPANERINGSRITUALEN:
III.) AKALLAN-MIMIR:
The TREPANERINGSRITUALEN or (T.R.P. for short) side start out much quieter than
the holocaust DEATHSTENCH puts us through.Lo-fi cavernous rumblings like a tribal
pulse deep in the heart of a darkened jungle.A place so dense that light can not
filter through the trees.The air is soiled with the feeling that something unholy
or unnatural is comming.An evil anticipation bleeds into every pore and leaves you
anxious and jumping at shadows.Ritual chanting in a foreign tongue begins as pounding
metallic movements swirl from every darkened corner of the room.Minimal to the point
it's haunting.Like an old asylum stripped bare of what it once held...Only traces of
past torments remain...Surgical utensils on a rusted table and a stained operating table
in the enter of the room...Thats what I mean by "Minimal" when refering to this track.
Ritual death industrial to conjure daemons from black dimmensions.All fades to near
silence for a moment then small fires begin to rise softly as they murder kindling.
Dark synth ambience soon eclipses any light the fires brought as it pours into your
senses while mesmerizing you in a trancelike state.Punishing industrial drums ring
in your ears as this takes more of a STEEL HOOK PROSTHESES meets THE VOMIT ARSONIST
sort of turn.Halfway through this Hell darkness grows until it smothers all in it's
wake and rids the air of anything breathable.Tribal rythms bring an all new type of
heaviness to the mix as pitch black vocals recite verses of pure evil.Layered vocals
like multiple voices in your head provoke and intimidate.The synths have become tendrils
that stretch over the heavens and pluck the stars from the sky.This sounds like primeval
darkness growing over the entire globe.Primitive and hard as stone.
THE MOST EXCELLENT CHOICES OF BANDS TO PAIR ON A SPLIT RELEASE IN
RECENT MEMORY. THE DARKEST DEATH INDUSTRIAL THE UNDERGROUND HAS TO
OFFER POISONED WITH A BLACK METAL ATTITUDE AND SET LOOSE ON A BLIND
PUBLIC:
8/10
-ABATTOIR-

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