Monday, January 11, 2016

REVIEW - THE BLACK SCORPIO UNDERGROUND/DEMONOLOGISTS - SPLIT - 7-INCH

THE BLACK SCORPIO UNDERGROUND/DEMONOLOGISTS - SPLIT - 7-INCH
PETITE SOLES/PS73
BLACK NOISE/HARSH NOISE/BLACK INDUSTRIAL
COMES IN A PLASTIC SLEEVE WITH FOLD OUT
INSERT. ON BLACK VINYL WITH STICKER LABELS.


SIDE A.) THE BLACK SCORPIO UNDERGROUND

I.) STILLBORN:
Two projects. Two tracks. One from each. THE BLACK SCORPIO UNDERGROUND gets
things going on this one with "Stillborn." Harsh noise blares out of the 
speakers over depressive Black Ambiance that blasts like freezing winds
through a long, darkened tunnel. A cacophony of shifting and sliding 
rubble forms a myriad of patterns in the background as rabid blackened
vocals spew out from toxic pipes. This dude sounds like a wild fucking
animal with something to prove. Samples concerning religion and destruction
are layered over severely harsh and corrosive textures as deeply dark and
emotional ambient strings stir and drift throughout the duration of the
piece. The track ends with this as well as Death Industrial style 
percussive elements which are utilized to add an ominous vibe to
the last few moments.

SIDE B.) DEMONOLOGISTS

II.) LEATHER WINGS:
The sense of impending doom that THE BLACK SCORPIO UNDERGROUND left us
with was pretty appropriate considering that this lead us into the aural
dread of DEMONOLOGISTS. "Leather Wings" Bursts into the room in a chaotic
display of immensely harsh noise. Like a storm of malignant spirits howling
from the blackest pits of the abyss at once. It's hard to tell for sure but
at moments it sounds like wailing lead guitars are buried in the mix. Scorched
vocals and merciless feedback sill out over heavy electronic drones. About midway
through, things die down into a barren field of sound. Pure Death Ambient filled
with the sounds of chewing mandibles and scratching carrion until a buildup of
bizarre, whining noise takes us into a passage of pitch black, raspy screams and
commanding shouts as if DEMONOLOGISTS are in the throes of ritual. Whatever is
being conjured up here...It's a safe bet that it will disembowel anything in
sight without giving it a second thought. Harsh high end noise screeches in
a twisting funnel cloud that spires into the heavens until it rains blood and
gore.

A FANTASTIC 7-INCH. THE TYPE OF PAIRING THAT FANS OF EXTREME UNDERGROUND
MUSIC DAYDREAM ABOUT:

8/10
-ABATTOIR-

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