Wednesday, April 23, 2014

REVIEW-JARL-SEALED VOID-CD

JARL-SEALED VOID-CD
ANNIHILVS POWER ELECTRONIX/FORCE OF NATURE PRODUCTIONS
ANNIHILVS/FON-001
DEATH INDUSTRIAL/DARK AMBIENT/MINIMAL NOISE
COMES IN A PLASTIC JEWEL CASE WITH INSERT.
JARL IS:
ERIK JARL (IRM)



ALL TRACKS ARE UNTITLED AND SIMPLY APPEAR 
AS I-XII:

Sealed Void starts off like a raging electrical storm...
but not one without thought, No this storm is alive...
This one is well structured and has a plan in the works.
With every boom, throb and hiss power strikes like sharp 
nails across your skin.Like ripping duct tape across your lips
leaving you with that sharp burning sensation from what once 
made you so silent and submissive...Able to listen but not speak.
While in this state and entering this void one must simply endure...
JARL does not leave you with any other choice.Just sit back and enjoy 
this sinister ride as it creeps within and forces your thoughts to fade into 
a hypnotic state...Deeper and deeper with every metronomic minimal noise 
and rythm.Echoed sounds of death industrial noise almost sound like a shooting 
range full of gun crazed men all taking their shot at a paper bullseye wishing it to 
be otherwise.This entire sealed void seems like a bad dream.Time stretched flashes 
of random but terrifying thought.Ones distorted perception of life set to an aural 
apocalypse.One can not know exactly what he invisions...We can only listen as he 
demands every bit of your attention.With every little noise, crack, and hum this 
yawning cespool keeps turning and turning...Dragging you in deeper and deeper.
It sounds like parts of this were composed using field recordings from a barren 
tundras.You can easily imagine you are actually waking across such a desolate 
wasteland as you hear the dirt in the wind the cracking trees at the bottom of 
your foot steps....Hissing snakes strike you with fear...You wish you were home 
but home is far far away now.Dark ambience creeps all around like sorrowful 
deathly sighs that leave you cold as your heart beats grow harder and painful.
The chills never leave you as the music twists and writhes like a poor man's 
heaving body bef0re becoming catatonic...The eerie way he lays there before
 you with his gaping mouth and blinded eyes...The terror such an experience 
strikes into the hearts of the innocent.That is the feeling you get from delving 
deep into the works of JARL...Enjoy it...Grow fond of it...You might as well as
it's not going to leave you now.These are the sounds of rust...The sounds of 
decay and smoldering pages of dark ages in a time you wernt supposed to know...
But there is no choice now...We are in too deep and utterly lost.Now you must 
listen and record in your mind the wonders...The horrors...But most of all the 
memoirs left behind by Martin Bladh and Erik Jarl...Let your mind become their 
journal.Let the ink of their dark industrialized nature spill into your blood until 
it runs cold with ambience and death...Maybe then you will catch a glimpse into 
the mind of the entity known by mortal men as JARL.

SILENCE AND MOVEMENT...RUST AND DECAY...DARK AMBIENT AND
DEATH INDUSTRIAL SOUNDSCAPES BY TWO OF THE MOST WELL RESPECTED 
ARTISTS IN THE GENRE:

7.5/10
-NECRODOLL-

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