BOAR/HUMAN FLUID ROT - SPLIT - CD
HARSH NOISE/EXPERIMENTAL NOISE
PRO CDR IN A STANDARD CASE WITH INSERT.
HUMAN FLUID ROT IS:
ROBERT W. BRANTLEY III
HUMAN FLUID ROT
I.) WELL LIT PARKING LOTS /
II.) GETTING HIT WITH A SHOVEL ISN'T
ALL IT'S CRACKED UP TO BE:
H.F.R. is a long running Harsh Noise project. From what I've
heard from this artist I've come to expect some rough and raunchy
shit. The kind of gnarly noise to make your head spin and your eyes
water. Now we have the H.F.R./BOAR split!!! So lets get the fuck on
with it. Ok, So one thing that I think is definitely worth noting is
that on this release H.F.R. recorded all tracks in one take at maximum
volume with no further editing. In other words, This is pure raw Harsh
Noise that sounds about as close to an in person experience as you are
going to get without attending a gig. Be careful on your first time around
with this one as it is quite loud. "Well Lit Parking Lots" Opens with piercing
feedback containing an obscured melody. Frequencies vibrate forcefully upon one
another as the melodic elements reveal a somber melancholy. Angelic choirs robed
in static. Their lamentations are soon shredded into oblivion as agitated Harsh
Noise destruction ensues. Feedback whips in every direction only to be obliterated
by monolithic walls of distortion and white hot hissing blasts. At times it sounds
like an orgy of writhing shrapnel. This is noise in a constant state of movement.
Heavy momentum til the finish. Tracks like this are the reason Harsh Noise music
is described as "smothering" and "oppressive." Split second pauses give a fraction
of calm before volcanic geysers of death erupt once more with added fury. I don't
know what kind of fucking parking lot this is...But this sounds like a scrapped
knee happening over and over in an endless cycle of sharp pain and sore bone.
High end frequencies come in warped waves and unnerving tides until H.F.R.
decides to go all aggro on our asses again. At one point this becomes all
out ultra thick annihilation. Machinery run rampant on a quest to devastate.
Sampled female screams of blood curdling terror greet us at the end.
Abruptly cuts off and "Getting Hit With A Shovel Isn't All It's Cracked Up
To Be" immediately follows before we can pick the gravel out of our teeth...
But I mean...What did you expect from a project with a name like HUMAN FLUID
ROT??? Washed out static/distortion haze and rabid feedback. Distorted spoken
samples concerning religion, Sin, Salvation, Blood Death, The usual. Following
this the hounds of Harsh Noise are let loose to reek havoc. Abrasive/Vacuous
movements drop into purring drones with a heavy hum. Samples are heard buried
in the mix as pedals drone emotionless. H.F.R. runs into a bad case of noise rage
and decides to fuck us up after that. This is where he really unleashes
and holds little back. It's a mess...Like an audio interpretation of a really
really really really really bad day. (I'd call getting whacked in the face with
a shovel a bad day...Just saying.) It sounds like trekking through a place where
every major natural disaster is happening at once while triggering every other
fucked up thing to join the party. So basically. It sounds like you're fucked.
And you are. For the rest of the track. Even the "quiet" moments are filled
with scalding feedback and unsettling aural manipulations. HUMAN. FLUID. ROT.
Give this man a round of applause ladies and gentlemen. The essence of sonic
brutality is very much alive and well.
III.) CULTURE HAZE /
IV.) WALKING INTO THE DEATH LOOP:
If you are into Harsh Noise music and don't know BOAR then, Well...I hate
to break it to you kid, But...You're fucking up. There's just no nice way
to put it. Stop being a dipshit and buy yourself a copy of this split. So
obviously the BOAR side is going to be a little quieter and a lot more polished
in comparison to the "Going in dry" approach of H.F.R. But that doesn't mean that
these two don't make a cool pairing for a split. They each stand well on their own
and present different interpretations of the same idea. You could call it something
like "PROJECT: MindFuck" and it'd accurately represent what's going down here. First
up is "Culture Haze." Here BOAR offers one of the many things he's known for. Cut-Up
Harsh Noise madness and keeping shit interesting. I've heard many BOAR releases and
heard many of the varying sides of the beast that is BOAR, And I feel like the material
on this particular split sums up and showcases a lot of the best elements this artist
has to offer. And oh yes; They are many. As far as the Cut-Up style of Harsh Noise goes,
Very few can match this guy. Cut-Up loops feed into a harsh onslaught filled with
manipulations with a very digital/processed sound. Rapid-fire changes make it sound
like machine with a life of it's own. Harsh gusts blow back our grounding and push
us further into the abyss. Suddenly we enter a negative filled of flat sound. Moody
vibrations shift, Sounding like a moaning resonance. Stop/Go Cut-Up attacks follow.
Warped frequencies and agonized signals duke it out with gnashing distortion until
lazer bursts and looped rock-slide rhythms come into play. Samples take the spotlight.
A weird voice slowed to a blur. Pulsating synth drones begin to fill the room like rising
water as the samples continue. The drone builds like meat slowly materializing around bone.
Murky atmospheres in a wavering pool that suddenly vanishes to be replaced by yet another
relentless Cut-Up attack. Explosions and heavy artillery all around this time. A repeating
sea of smog rolls out like creeping gas punctuated by strange alien transmissions. Peace
can only last so long and soon the violence fires up again. At this point it sounds like
heavy Sci-Fi weaponry. Field recordings of galactic war squads fucking each other up. If
that doesn't sound appealing to you then I don't need to know you. "Walking Into The Death
Loop" provides the kill shot. Samples of a girl screaming and choking filtered through
disorienting effects. If I am correct the source audio is from some dumb girl taking on
a hot pepper challenge or some shit like that. So don't feel too bad for her suffering.
The whine of dead technology is heard. Heavily manipulated frequencies are sent out over-
lapping one another. I feel like I've become a fucking radio signal as I listen to this.
Deep drones pulse under deep space transmissions. We've made contact and the shit sounds
hostile. Minimal rhythms repeat under crisp static. Hums and vibrations lull beneath and
then BLAM!! Boss level shit starts popping off. HEAVY blasts with longer pauses in between.
Pistons fire and engines rev the fuck up. BOAR unleashes everything at his disposal. Grave-
yard ambient rolls in. Long distant bells toll as the ground beneath us swells. BOAR says
fuck that and heads back into mechanical overdrive and loop-work. Full blown sonic death
in the vein of FACIALMESS/XOME/Etc.
Scorching Harsh Noise meets Cut-Up/Rhythmic chaos. Something for the whole family: