STRESS ORPHAN - CADAVER POLITIK - CASSETTE - C31
DANVERS STATE RECORDINGS/DSR71
POWER ELECTRONICS/HARSH AMBIENT/EXPERIMENTAL ELECTRONICS
GOLD CASSETTE WITH A/B INDICATED BY SCRATCHES ON
THE TAPE. COMES IN A PLASTIC CASE WITH J-CARD INSERT.
LIMITED TO 50 COPIES.
STRESS ORPHAN IS:
I.) CADAVER POLITIK:
Formed in 2011, Baltimore, MD's STRESS ORPHAN has released over a dozen albums. Tapes, CD's, Digital downloads, Etc. Although I've only heard a few of these releases I'd like to say I am pretty familiar with the project's sound. That being said, I must say that this newest effort available via Danvers State Recordings managed to catch me by surprise. Much of what I've heard previously was lo-fi Harsh Noise with no vocals. Here Eric Trude shows that he has more to offer his listeners than just that. I'd also like to mention that STRESS ORPHAN is often a politically based project. Themes of Anti-Fascism, Anti-Nationalism, Etc are often prevalent so if you're not into that this may not be for you. Personally I can give two a fuck less where an artist identifies politically, If anywhere at all or how controversial, Extreme or offensive their subject matter may or may not be viewed. If it sounds badass it sounds badass. I prefer to enjoy it for what it is rather than bitch and complain about whether or not I myself agree with it. So anyways, We open with a title track, "Cadaver Politik," One of two songs here (Both close to fifteen and a half minutes in total length.) Low drones slowly creep in forming wave-like patterns. Deep, Dark, Brooding and cinematic. Tides of slow churning electronic doom in seething strands that have an almost 1980's movie score quality to them. Stark and serious stuff that oozes intensity and a sense that some great event is approaching quickly. Rhythmic drones soon accompany adding a pulsing pace. Phased/Wet electric currents surge with a powerful energy that ignites the air in the room. It feels like there is a ticking bomb somewhere out of sight steadily reaching combustion. Groaning layers and crackling static are added to the mix creating an even greater feeling that some climatic happening is on it's way. When the vocals come
in things really take off. Immense roars that have a very distinct Power Violence styled sound to them. I'm talking MAN IS THE BASTARD style shit. Grinding mechanical rhythms like that of the pistons/gears of some massive piece of Industrial Machinery begin to crank underneath. At times they almost sound like an old engine painfully firing back to life. The vocal tone is rough and full of rage and angst. They catch you off guard when they come in and definitely keep your attention. Experimental rhythms come in nauseating barrages. Uneasy movements like being swept into the maw of some mechanization flexing it's might in a repeating cycle of torture and laceration. Things wind down into a quieter movement but keep the same pattern as sounds of gasping, Gurgling and strangulation are heard. The fresh gash of a slit throat taking things down an even grimmer path. It sounds pretty fucking gnarly and a little gross. This is where we end the A side.
II.) RAPID DECAY IN OPEN AIR:
From a cut-throat murder we head into rapid decay. Grinding textures come in short intervals paused by silence. Experimental signals and transmissions attempt to reach out over frustrating moaning currents. A steady beep is heard pulsating as miserable ambient waves roll in and out. Moody Power Electronics that sounds like it's stewing in it's own misery. A much harsher and more abrasive piece compared to the A side. The vocals are distant and somewhat buried in the mix but possibly less subdued and a little more pissed off than the ones on the previous track. They are not lost or too obscured but they're definitely surrounded by a lot more chaos (Controlled as it may be.) The track has a slow but punishing force like being mowed down by a steam roller in slow motion. There
are a lot of sounds present that I'm more accustomed to hearing on really early Industrial records so that's pretty damn cool to me. Caustic static noise begins to form a thick haze as other sounds phase and fade out. The vocals are now clear, Crisp shouts in rough and bitter tones that remind me of certain ABJECTION RITUAL songs. It really does begin to feel like the track is in the process of decay as rotting bits and pieces fracture and fall off in chunks and fragments. A pile of debris and wreckage beneath to slowly shamble through in a laborous effort. Even at such a slow tempo this is still some of the most aggressive shit I've heard in a while. Thudding/Crunching rhythms force things along as the vocals continue to strike out in sever doses of anger (In other words this dude sounds absolutely pissed the fuck off.) Wouldn't want to get on Eric Trude's bad side. They have counseling
for shit like this. The rhythmic parts here are pretty fucking fantastic. Not a dull moment throughout the entire tape. This is one that pulls you in and beats your fucking ass leaving you with the taste of your own blood and the dust your teeth have become in your mouth. Definitely one of my favorite releases of the year so far. Noise freaks need to order a copy asap. Sadly only 50 of these bad mother fuckers were pressed. Here's hoping for a re-issue sometime so more people can get their hands on this one. Towards the end we have some painful Harsh Noise moments with deep, Echoing death grunts booming in the distance. Pretty solid way to end things.
THIS IS CERTAINLY A PROJECT TO KEEP AN EYE (AND EAR) ON.
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