Monday, January 13, 2014

REVIEW-SHOCK FRONTIER-MANCUERDA CONFESSIONS-CD

SHOCK FRONTIER-MANCUERDA CONFESSIONS-CD
 MALIGNANT RECORDS-TUMORCD64
DEATH INDUSTRIAL/POWER ELECTRONICS/DARK AMBIENT
COMES IN A SIX-PANEL DIGIPACK
SHOCK FRONTIER IS:
K.A. CARNEY
R.C. KOZLETSKI

I.) PAROXYSM:
Razor sharp industrial synths laced with the perfect
amount of distortion pound the listener into submission.
Haunting dark ambience like a choir of fallen angels
can be heard rising from the depths.Distant sirens wail
as crushing synths assault the senses without remorse.
Rattling metallic noize like a truck load of sharp objects
on a bumpy road.Clashing metal like the slamming of prison
doors usher in a rising of distortion and layered textures.
This whole track is beautifully executed and blended to
perfection.Inmates rattle shanks across steel bars.Spoken
word samples speak of torture and that each victim deserves
the pain they endure at the speakers hands.Demented to an extreme
just as music should be.Slow dingy ambient for a time and
then the razors return and slice their way into the next track.
II.) ANGELS UPON IRON HORSES:
Chilling ambience and heavy metallic percussion.Like a nightmare
out of a Hellraiser film and of course - your suffering
will be legendary.An alarm signals an outbreak of absolute
manifested horror.Clashing metal over a distant siren song
as the emergency broadcast persists.Ultra dense manipulated
synths shred your ears and molest your thoughts with a razor
wire work ethic.The fact that the song title hints at anything
angelic is a cruel joke.Distant screams of suffering form a
canvas of pain in a livid lucid hell.An utter cacophony of
woe and damnation.sampled voices speak of things best not
mentioned as everything winds down to silence.
III.) BLOOD EAGLE ZEALOT:
This almost 20 minute aural oddesey starts out with a prayer
as if mocking a salvation that could never be granted here.
Daemons gather in anticipation as the listener is thrown into
another hellhole of electronic torture.Knives of static swirl
and peirce through heavy death industrial darkness.All prayers
have ended as pitch black ambience flirts with crunching waves
of harsh noize.An avalanche of static grinds it's way down a
volcanic mountain of tar ash and magma.Hissing steam rushes
as insects of plague swarm in frenzied flight.The entire
world will soon be a mirror of pompeii.An ashen grave.
The aftermath of the demise of worthless flesh.Heavy electronics
ride the winds of pestillence.A choir of fragile beauty sings a
song of loss and failure.Everything falls into it's final resting
place in heartwrenching sorrow and eerie ambience.
IV.) THE CONFESSIONAL:
Crystal shards of radiating ambience act as a misleading backdrop
as the tortured screams of a woman echo through the emptiness.
An ice cold atmosphere hovers in a misty layer of frost.Grinding
distortion churns fourth like a mindless machine.Screams like
whipping winds swirl in a malestrom of suffering.Pure misanthropic
transmissions confessing a deep rooted hate for the human animal.
V.) CONTROLLED ATMOSPHERE KILLING:
Another cold front rolls in like midnight fog.Spoken samples
over crushing waves of death industrial booming and rushing
bursts of light static.A ringing feedback and live wire
electric jolts join adding texture and substance.Distant
howls are heard while the death industrial stomp persists.
All lines blur and all roads lead to extinction.The very
atmosphere itself will be your executioner.Poisonous mists
fill the air.A slow death by toxic gas.Breath deep.
VI.) UNDERSTAND THE EXTENT OF OUR DISINTEGRATION:
Spoken samples act as a narrative to the dangers of the
world we live in.Various news broadcasts on terrorism
and death.Death industrial percussion and warped synths
push the message along at a funeral pace.Listen close.
This is the world we have created.Murder,rape,genocide
and every other imaginable woe rule with an iron fist.
A chorus of wailing moans and suffering voices fills
the air.Metallic scrapes and doom laden percussion
adds to the hectic swarm of confusion and anxiety.
Emergency sirens wail through streets of scrap
metal and decay.Harsh noize and samples can send
an effective message.Open your eyes and your ears.

VII.) DECREPITUDE APPROACHING:
Thick synths form a gaping black vortex.Clicking
nocturnal insects gather around in anticipation.
Death hangs heavy in the air drawing ever closer.
Roaring winds strike from above and electronic
madness swirls in every direction.Deep moaning
filtered through multiple phasers assualt the
senses as a warm layer of rich symphonic ambience
brings melancholy to the mourners.Death industrial
stomp and screams of torment on the horizon.
Decrepitude is here.
VIII.) MANCUERDA:
This is my favorite track on the album and one of
my favorite death industrial tracks period.Low
but deep synths and rattling chains.Coughing and
sickness fills the atmosphere.There is a weeping
and gnashing of teeth.A sampled voice speaks of
killing in a tone of misanthropic hate.Hard pounding
metallic percussion stomps out in static laced aggression.
A massive death stomp crushing all in it's wake.Layered
vocals in spoken words and commanding screams.Manipulated
tones and vile curses.A second wave of relentless industrial
pounding annihilated your speakers and terrifies the neighbors.
Harsh power electronics, rusty saw blades, screeching
madness and metallic thunder claps.Maximum volume recommended.
IX.) THIS IS PARADISE:
Pulsating noize like the ticking of time comes in harsh
scrapes reaching deep into the ear cannals.Crunching static
in brutal blasts.This serves as a fitting outro to this
chaotic beast of an album.Rusted noize fuckery and strange
wet sounds.A collage of myriad insanity to give you something
to think about after the album closes.A supreme lesson in noize
experimentation.
WHAT HAS BECOME KNOWN AS THE TRADEMARK MALIGNANT RECORDS
SOUND IN ALL IT'S GORE FILLED GLORY/AN UNCOMPRIMISING COMENTARY
ON THE PUTRID WORLD WE LIVE IN...
PURE ISOLATIONIST DEATH INDUSTRIAL:
8/10
-ABATTOIR-

No comments:

Post a Comment