Saturday, January 9, 2016

REVIEW - ANALFABETISM - AV HJORD AR DU KOMMEN - CD

ANALFABETISM - AV HJORD AR DU KOMMEN - CD
MALIGNANT RECORDS/TUMORCD90
DEATH INDUSTRIAL/HARSH NOISE/ISOLATIONIST SOUNDSCAPES
COMES IN A SIX PANEL DIGI-PACK.


If any of you have ever played Metal Gear Solid on the
original Playstation, Then I am sure you will remember
the intro stage where you find yourself in a military
base in the middle of nowhere. Heavily guarded and 
shrouded in the extreme cold of winter. A Hostile,
Unwelcoming, Forboding, Damp, Metallic Hell for
someone who doesn't belong there. This album captures
that type of atmosphere in grim clarity. This is the
second ANALFABETISM full length and the second time
around things are somehow even bleaker and more hopeless
than the previous release. If you've ever wondered what
it would be like to be in the belly of the beast in a
foreign land during the harshest conditions...Here is
your ticket...Strap in, It's gonna be Hell.

I.) HUNDAR:
Uninteligible words repeat through crisp distortion over resonating sub-bass drones
and harsh, but bearable rhythms. Sub-teranean churning like boulders slowly rolling
out of the mouth of a cave like earthen vomit. Static hisses as obscured lines
are recited in the hazy distance. Powerful synths hum and moan as the rhythmic noise
elements grow restless and more agitated. The track behaves like a slow moving river
of sludge that drifts aimlessly swallowing anything in it's path. The vocals/samples
have a hostel and emotionless quality to them that makes you feel like you are at
the hands of an uncaring surgeon. An inhuman and bleak soundscape that grows busier
and more reckless with each passing moment.

II.) DEN VAGEN VANDRA:
Slamming Industrial percussive elements and whirring noise like a winter storm
come banging at your door, Knocking it off the hinges and invading your comfort
like a heartless rapist. This one is intense from the very first moment. Windswept
ambient textures lurk in the shadows and bellowing growls spill fourth from the 
darkness beyond sight. Menacing isn't a strong enough word for this one. Sub-drones
pulse like looming shadows dancing in the slow flicker of candle flame. A steady
beat is heard rising on the horizon as static engulfs the atmosphere like low
roaring flame. Extremely heavy on the bass end, but still fairly calm. Quick jabs
of Industrial noise alternate between left and right headphones as haunting drones
ebb and flow. Metallic pounding comes like a battering ram against an iron door
followed by striking and recoiling textures. If you are into stuff like Peter 
Nystrom's work with NEGRU VODA then this is essential listening.

III.) ILLDAD:
"Illdad" comes in on a murky river of filth and debris as well, This time
with more sub-bass and low end movement. Rumbling and quaking like a tremor
growing bolder with time. Electronic pulses clang and echo like telephone
wires in the wind. Smothered vocal samples mimick war time radio transmissions
and almost sound like they are coming from men in radiation suits. The earlier
pulses begin to reach out and explore further. Additional transmissions fill
the air, louder and with a more urgent and serious tone this time. Chains rattle
against large cranks as they are turned to open and close giant metallic doorways.
Tremolo drones mimick the blades of helicopters in flight. The operation is now
in full swing. Teams are sent out on an unknown mission to purge or contain.
Like a collage of sounds depicting the grim aftermath and reality of war.

IV.) PA DINA BARA JAVLA KNAN:
So far the album flows together in a similar fashion. All the standard features
of European Death Industrial and Noise are shining brightly through the rust
and wreckage. Signals fill the air like a warning siren at the medical station
of a militant bass. Red lights and hazmat gear. Something bad is going down
real quick. Various drones mingle and mate like snakes twisting together in
venomous passion. Grimey percussive elements clang and clatter in the background,
Radio chatter fills the air like thick ash and smoke, and then things die down
like an extinguished blaze to let the more hidden elements of the track have a
moment neath the searchlights. Afterwards we are back to a full scale, critical
condition with all the seriousness and danger of an Alcatraz prison break. It's
hard to say what's hiding within the noise and chaos, but it's pretty much a
guarantee that it will kill you given the chance.

V.) TRALDOM:
"Traldom" is a much more calm and dreary piece. Clanging pipes are heard
clashing as stagnant water drips through the dilapidated sub-teranean hallway
of a warehouse that's probably used to stockpile all sorts of hazzardous chemicals
and weapons. Strange noises flutter like the wings of overgrown insects. Sub-bass
ambience drones and drools in a dreamy, comatose manner. Loud, crunching noise and
lashing whips of rippin static are heard forming patterns. Whining feedback cries
out like an injured animal. It sounds like you've walked into an abandoned animal
testing facility filled with various mutated creatures who've been left to run
rampant. A kingdom of scavengers and ravenous abominations.

VI.) I VREDENS TID:
A slow and immense buildup. Drones roll in as static seas splash and fill the air
with an electric mist. Cold ambiance drifts neath forming rhythms and an eerie
stillness surrounds like the calm before a storm at sea. The motion of the track
is similar to a small ship rocking back and fourth as the enclosing waves gain
momentum. Fury grows and violence follows. Additional static bursts spray like
geysers from the deep. The stillness turns to dread as something metallic shifts.
It sounds like the bolt or latch to an iron door of some sort being loosened from
it's stubborn socket. What sounds like razor sharp blades being sharpened upon some
kind of grinder is heard...As if in preperation for lurking beasts...And then all 
fades into a solemn rhythm.

VII.) UNDER HJORDEN:
"Under Hjorden" grinds it's way in on dense sheets of noise filled with scratching
static over heavy metallic industrial beats. Strange strangled mechanical sounds
pose as panicked voices. Feedback and the shriek of metal on metal are added to
the mix. Drones wearily stretch into oblivion. Layer upon layer like dry mud caked
on rust caked on filth over corroded scraps of junk brought to life and compelled
towards crippled, staggering motion. This is one of the best examples of true Industrial
music I have heard in years. Harsh assaults come in rapid fire. Machine gun blasts in
a terrifying display of heavy artillery. ANALFABETISM has saved the ammunition to the
end and is unloading with no fucking mercy. Desperate screams peak until they are lost 
and buried in the sonic violence. The last minute or so takes us into a minimalist
passage composed of dense, seasick loops and quiet electric signals. A fitting end.

ANALFABETISM STRIKE AGAIN WITH A SERIOUSLY STRONG SOPHMORE RELEASE.
A SOLID ALBUM THROUGH AND THROUGH:

8/10
-ABATTOIR-

www.malignantrecords.com

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