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Artist: Luxury Mollusc / Ontervjabbit / Animal Machine (@)
Title: s/t
Format: CD
Label: [&] (@)
Rated: *****
I was not familiar with any of these bands before getting this, but looking at the cover and the lo-fi presentation (artwork is a creepy drawing on pen and paper, blank CDR), I kind of expected some noise here (especially since it came in the same package as Sist En 343, which was some great noise). So I was a bit surprised when I put on the disc. First up, we have Luxury Mollusc with 'Fishing For Chalk Lung Breathing Is A Chore Wax Tundra.' This is gritty and a bit noisy, but not really noise. Imagine a post apocalyptic landscape where the machines are still running simply because there is no one left to shut them off. As you can expect, the machines have become a bit rusted and parts have started to fall off of them, but they keep grinding away. This is the feel that we begin with. Lots of reverb gives it a cavernous feel, and it gets progressively noisy as it goes along. The machines are starting to break down and it's beginning to show. Nicely done. Next up, Ontervjabbit comes in with all guns firing with 'Disruption Slot' This is a slab of heavy, feedback laden noise that crushes everything in its path. There are recurring themes throughout, but this is surprisingly good if you like rumbling, grinding noise. As such, it manages to keep the nonstop intensity going while still being engaging. It ends with an ear piercing squeal of feedback, just as I thought it would. Well done. If you were looking for some kind of aural respite after Ontervjabbit's assault, you will find none in Animal Machine's 'Live at the Rehearsal 14.10.12.' But while Ontervjabbit functioned mostly in the lower end of the spectrum, Animal Machine aims for the treble side with lots of white noise before heading into a segment of rumbling bass and feedback about halfway through. So much feedback. If you like harsh noise, this will definitely be up your alley. Overall, don't let the cover fool you ' this is well worth checking out. This album weighs in at around 66 minutes.

She Spread Sorrow: Rumspringa

 Posted by Andrea Piran (@)   Industrial Noise / Power Noise / Harsh Noise
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Oct 04 2015
Artist: She Spread Sorrow
Title: Rumspringa
Format: CD
Label: Cold Spring (@)
Rated: *****
This is a debut from She Spread Sorrow, a project from Alice K to be classified under the objectively often boring field of Power Electronics. However, while using the imaginary of the genre, she's able to effectively develop a sound form rather to stack noises until the sound spectrum is full.
The quiet soundscape generated with synth opens 'Spring Of Regret' and, during the track, small noises start to emerge until they fill the spectrum. The barely understandable voices 'Herself Denial' are often buried under the noises. 'Red Rumspringa' is a drone track for most of the time while noises are used to break the sound stillness. 'Inertia Malaise' and 'Chastity' partly return to the paths of 'Herself Denial' but with a better construction as the noise elements aren't used as a force's demonstration but as an element for the development of an obscure, almost cinematographic, atmosphere. 'Seven Daughters' closes this release alternating quiet moment to harsher ones.
This release is an example of how power electronics can escape his cliché of low dynamics, high volume formula hybridizing it with some dark ambient element with truly enjoyable result. To listen waiting from her next release.

Sluice Room: Antinatalist Varaitions

 Posted by Ibrahim Khider (@)   Industrial Noise / Power Noise / Harsh Noise
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Sep 22 2015
Artist: Sluice Room (@)
Title: Antinatalist Varaitions
Format: CDS (CD Single)
Label: Sink Slop (@)
Antinatalism is a broad term that means, more or less, the voluntary extinction of humanity. There are varying schools of thought about how this can achieved, a minority believe this can be done through violence but most advocate humanity simply stop having children. The driving idea behind this belief is that humanity is a detriment to the Earth and to each other such that it would be better if we did not exist at all. Indeed, there are even some religious schools of thought who concur that it would be better had Man never existed. This is a bleak solution for a species capable of reason and and modifying behavior to embrace less destructive paths, but a cursory glance at news headlines suggests otherwise.

One only needs to look at the title of the opening track to see where Sluice Room stands in the spectrum of antinatalism; 'Here's What I Think of Your Gift (Parental Homicide).' When you hit play, the Antinatalist Variations opens with all the subtlety of someone pouring a jug of ice water down the back of your neck. Layered harsh textures of noise that seem to come from electric guitar distortion, elongated into a continuous and abrasive drone field, and then run through a series of effects. However, Sluice Room does not share their methods of audio mayhem, so the sounds could come from other sources. There are four tracks here that range from just over seven minutes to just over twelve, each as cataclysmic as the last.

Parts of 'Here's What I Think...' resonate with an intense, low-end reverberation that adds an evocative texture to the otherwise harsh effects of distortion, giving the stereo woofers a good work out. The following track, 'Secret Exit Path' has interesting frequencies that evoke the film, White Noise, starring Michael Keaton, which is about Electronic Voice Phenomenon (EVP) wherein the dead try to communicate with the living through analog cel phone, television and radio signals. The undulating textures of noise are such that the ear can almost make out human voices that seem to struggle through the dense field. My ears strain to decipher what they have to say. Next, we have 'The Forced Meat Goose Step', which has less harsh noise fields and accompanied with rhythmic mechanical clicks but mid way through some powerful generator surge pulses kick-in, followed by banshee-like distortion screeches that could be rage or agony or both. Then again, this is just noise and the human brain strives to 'humanize' sounds that could come from mundane sources. The Antinatalist Variations Closes with 'Cloistral Convalescence', which offers an industrial grade drones and low end reverberations, co-joined with what seems to be mechanical power tools that cut through...the artist's parents, perhaps? The packaging and track titles set for darker overtones but the sounds are some hefty, relentless noise with a wide enough range of textures and intensities to keep the listener engaged. Some very nice noise that stands up to repeated listens. Should these talents be of the violent variety of Antinatalism, we may not hear what other sounds they cook up (or forge) next, and that would be a pity.

Sewer Goddess: Painlust

 Posted by Steve Mecca   Industrial Noise / Power Noise / Harsh Noise
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Sep 20 2015
Artist: Sewer Goddess (@)
Title: Painlust
Format: CD
Label: Black Plague Productions (@)
Rated: *****
Sewer Goddess is Kristen Rose (vocals, machines) from Boston, Massachusetts, and on this recording aided by Jason Beckwith (guitars), Mike Beckwith (drums), Carl Haas (bass) and John Gelso (guitar on "Get the Rope"). Sewer Goddess has been around since 2005 working primarily in the noise/power electronics genre, one of the few women to do so in the mostly male-dominated field. While prior releases by Sewer Goddess have conformed to that extreme genre, 'Painlust' is different, crossing over unabashedly into black metal territory. I admit I have come late to the party as 'Painlust' was released in February of this year.

Consisting of six tracks, and most of them under 5 minutes (the whole album is under 30 minutes long), Sewer Goddess takes you on a subterranean trip into the most wretched areas of existence. Let me digress with a little anecdote I don't recall having told anyone in a long time. When I was a child, I was fascinated by funhouses, spook houses and dark rides. I was simultaneously attracted to them and scared shitless of them. One such attraction was a certain dark ride at a popular seaside resort town where the ride descended on a chain track though two sets of doors that would be smacked open and quickly closed, to keep the light out, and presumably, the screams in. Before you got to the second set of door, there was a switch-track that let off from the main track through a different set of doors. I realized later that this was most likely a maintenance bay where cars were stored for repair, but my older, more imaginative friend told me a different tale about that track and those doors. He said that most cars would use the main track to take the riders through the standard dark ride, but every so often, a car would be routed through those other a place so hellish it nearly defied description, but describe it he did. It was a combination of the right portion of Hieronymus Bosch's 'Garden of Earthly Delights' triptych and Dante's 'Inferno'. Of course I didn't know about either of those at the time, but devil torture, fire-whipping demons, screams of lost souls, rivers of blood and fire, eviscerations, and malevolent monsters figured prominently in his description of what evil awaited those poor unfortunates whose car took the alternate path. 'Painlust' would be the perfect soundtrack to a film version of this childhood nightmare.

Things start off subtly (for this kind of music) on "Plague Axis" with a ringing tone, and a morose industrial atmosphere punctuated by noise-laden percussion and hoarse-harsh drawn out vocals in a deep chamber. The black metal begins with "My Grave", a crawling, doleful piece with Kristen gloomily speak-singing the lyrics over a thick wall of guitar distortion and leaden drums. "Flog" continues in this vein with only the sparest concession to conventional music in the chord changes. If Scorn worked in black metal it might sound something like this. A little past the middle the music stops and Kristen moans, hisses and electronically contorts her voice in abject despair for awhile before the music picks up again. "Black Meat and Bones" begins with one of the only discernible dialogue samples before launching into an intense tribal percussion-driven track reminiscent of Deutsch Nepal and Memorandum with painful shout-screamed vocals. The dead-slow pace of "Get the Rope" doesn't sound like anyone's in a hurry to carry out the task. Distorted vocals, guitar grind and feedback wail, tortured electronics and pulverizing drums like the footfalls of a colossus blend together to create the most dismal metal ambience on record. The black metal heats up to molten on "Melena's Mask" with squalling guitar, screams, and noise-assisted percussion. Never mind that I can't discern the words in Kristen's vocals; I would assume that bleak would be an understatement. This is the perfect ending to the abysmal outing that is 'Painlust', certainly living up to its name.

I don't often give five stars to noise-oriented projects, partially because I'm losing my taste for them a bit, and also there comes a point where enough is enough. Sewer Goddess has earned it on this release though, and likely will climb to the top of the heap because of this album. For what it is, it's perfect in every way. I can only hope that Kristen will continue along this path and unleash new pestilent horrors upon her growing legion of fans.

Alocasia Garden: Visitor

 Posted by mad:dog   Industrial Noise / Power Noise / Harsh Noise
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Sep 08 2015
Artist: Alocasia Garden (@)
Title: Visitor
Format: Tape
Label: Vanity Pill Tapes (@)
Outlined as the first full length album from Alocasia Garden (the moniker of UK-based experimental musician Reece Thomas Green), "Visitor" bears exactly 4 lengthy pieces, thick with spacious and out of reach tonalities. Featuring "Creations of Man" and "Visitor", the A side seems to spend the first part of the album building upon an immersive and intimate sonic fact, demanding you to just hang there on every processed tone and witness time as it speeds up or slows down according to your own mindset. It's this A side that brings a kind of fleshliness to the scene, with its confrontational recordings of sound that push their hypnotic potential to the very point where you can almost visualize their impetuous rhythms while also being propelled to the more bruising B side. With "Someone Else's Memories", noises are colliding to crack and drift through your brain. Even the title of this piece seems the right one for what you are listening to: insidious yet sharp blasts of postindustrial noise mapping your surroundings and allowing you, as a listener, to plug in. But, somewhere in the "back", there is also a more melodic tune, well disguised by droning synthscapes and still lurking in "Abrasions". This final track might also be the most elusive one, fading out as it is and meandering through cavernous atmospheres. A steadfast and distinct listen, "Visitor" delivers sound modulations that make you forget you were listening to them in the first place simply because you might end up thinking that they have always been there, live scoring your daily movements. With art also by Reece Thomas Green, "Visitor" comes pressed on 20 copies of black cassette housed in a clear case, with card printed covers and hand stamped labels. Overall, I think this small cassette label, Vanity Pill Tapes, is something that might just be worth "pinning" down and sharing with other analog aficionados.

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