PLAYLIST with COMMENTS/REVIEWS

Started by GEWALTMONOPOL, December 15, 2009, 09:30:59 PM

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Tommy Carlsson

Quote from: Stoa on May 20, 2016, 11:50:57 PM
Blood ov thee Christ - Master Control (CD, Segerhuva)
This is a fascinating album. In a way, BOTC incarnates what makes noise and power electronics great. The actual music is, at most, half of the total experience. For the rest, personality, circumstances around the recording, and non-musical aesthetics are what carries the day (this rule also covers "minimalist" or art-fag stuff that claims to disregard "image", but obviously just has a boring and simplistic form of it). On a side note, this dependence on non-musical factors is actually almost as obvious with other forms of popular music. Most pop/rock/whatever is really technically crap, depending on a beat or a very simple melody to make us feel very simple things, and the rest is about the musician and possibly the lyrics (which are god-awful even when trying, whether it's N.W.A., Rage Against The Machine or Bono). With noise it's more honest - if I want music pure and simple I'll go with Bach. Back to topic: as I guess most people on this forum knows, this is a re-release of tapes recorded in the early to late 80s. Skillful marketing from Segerhuva relaunched BOTC's career (sort of), and there has been a number of live gigs as well as numerous releases, despite a few snafoos along the way. Now,while great marketing has given Blood of thee Christ a boost, this particular album is actually NOT the best example of non-musical elements being central to music. Rather, the artwork chosen for the CD, the songtitles and the few samples are quite simplistic and don't really dominate the experience at all. Rather, this is a great album in it's own right. Murky rumblings, high pitched squeels that never get annoying, and a constant sense of motion - all these things contribute to making this album great, and something you want to listen to several times every now and then. Minimal vocal work interacts with feedback, there's a few porn samples thrown in for good measure, and the whole thing is very anarchic in a way few would try (let alone pull of if they did try) today.

Well, the marketing thing had me chuckling a bit, I'll admit that.

I got the original C60 release from Tommy Olsson (Lilit) at the time it was released, and it immediately became one of my favourite tapes. I guess I was 17 at the time. I had no idea how few copies were ever made, it wasn't until we did the CD that Tommy told me it was only produced in a literal handful of copies. Over the years, I made some dubs and sent to a couple of people here & there, that's pretty much how unknown it was until the CD came out.

I'll tell you how it was recorded when I see you, if you remind me... if you know how to find me...

For me, this and S.I.C.K.TAPE are the only BOTC releases you need.

Scat-O-Logy

Quote from: Tommy Carlsson on June 01, 2016, 09:41:30 PMFor me, this and S.I.C.K.TAPE are the only BOTC releases you need.

Well, those are the original kvlt klassicks and as much as I like both of em (prefer "Master Control") I still absolutely worship their later works as well. From what I've heard "Pisslepra" is just perfect demented PE as is "Filthy Criminals". Aside from those I've also heard "Nihler", "...As Sick As Our Secrets" and "Behind Thee Bars" which are good but not on the (gutter)level of those two aforementioned ones.

Ernpe

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SSRI - Schwarze Sonne Ritual Invocation: I'll admit that whenever something has references to Nazi occultism I'm already pretty sold and willing to forgive a lot, but this actually exceeded expectations greatly. Very violent aggressive noise with nice vocals and smashing metal sounds. It manages to stay interesting for its 43 minute run time, which is pretty impressive, as I tend to prefer shorter tracks. I had to laugh at the end when the noise drops out and you're left with screams of "White supremacy, WHITE POWER", because all I could think was "this was certainly a Filth & Violence release".

Despite the expensive shipping I just ordered this album based on the couple of ep's and splits I have with Sick Seed/SSRI which are quite good and your review here. Also I fucking LOVE the cover artwork! Can't wait to hear this.
Its definitely worth the expensive shipping. I haven't heard a lot of SSRI but I might have to dig into their back catalog after hearing this.
Haven't heard the new cd yet, but I like this direction SSRI has taken. Some of the first split-tapes were lofi representations of live gigs, fairy forgettable IMO, so I stopped checking new SSRI releases. Then suddenly Robust and Survivor Euphoria tapes and Swollen by Noise cd were all totally different. Great, crafted noise. Perhaps I should revisit the split tapes some day.
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Yrjö-Koskinen

Still going through that box...

Blådåre - Dåndimpen (Tape, Styggelse)
An all-but-forgotten classic (well...). Extremely dirty, lots of junk abuse, recorded on god-knows-what... In the middle of it all sudden bursts of vocals, enmeshed in the general brutality. It sounds like Survival Unit got at least drunk and recorded a tape, and perhaps there are reasons for that. Great stuff from HKSO. Chaos, violence, dåndimpen.

Yen Pox - S/T (Tape, Circle 9)

I've always felt that Yen Pox is a very famous, prolific band, of which I know nothing. Checking out discogs, I know I've got at least the last part wrong - their output is very modest. Either way, I've had this tape for a long time, and gave it another spin today. I have to say this is pretty great. Dark Ambient with zing and bazoo and barabam, would be the very best way of putting it. I could listen to this over and over, though I'd be up to something else after the first run.

Standar - In kommer Gösta (Tape, Styggelse)
Another HKSO gem I finished just now, while perusing the tasteful booklet. It has some similarities with Blådåre, and was made during the same time, but it has some different themes, more samples and may be slightly more structured (a less than fitting word, but I did come up with the BOTC "marketing", so I'm all for less than fitting words). Extremely raw, at times hilarious, and generally a solid tape. In a way, it would be interesting to hear it mastered and re-released on some fine Digipack CD, but in another way no-one should ever get to hear it outside the few people who happen to have the tape. The great/terrible thing about pure tape releases is that the Youtube crowd usually can't be bothered to rip it and put it out there, and that seems to be the case here. Rockin', sockin' stuff, available or not.
"Alkoholi ei ratkaise ongelmia, mutta eipä kyllä vittu maitokaan"

Ahvenanmaalla Puhutaan Suomea

Zeno Marx

Quote from: Stoa on June 02, 2016, 11:29:42 PM
Yen Pox - S/T (Tape, Circle 9)[/b]
That's really the only thing like that in their catalogue.  If memory serves, Hensley took that direction with another of his projects, Blood Box.
"the overindulgent machines were their children"
I only buy vinyl, d00ds.

Theodore

Quote from: Stoa on June 02, 2016, 11:29:42 PM
Still going through that box...

You have such boxes and you were spending your time on Bandcamp's "one wall per day" releases ?! Chu-chu-chu ... haha. Joking. Half. Keep writing, for whatever. I like.
"ἀθάνατοι θνητοί, θνητοὶ ἀθάνατοι, ζῶντες τὸν ἐκείνων θάνατον, τὸν δὲ ἐκείνων βίον τεθνεῶτες"

Yrjö-Koskinen

Quote from: Theodore on June 03, 2016, 07:52:43 AM
You have such boxes and you were spending your time on Bandcamp's "one wall per day" releases ?! Chu-chu-chu ... haha. Joking. Half. Keep writing, for whatever. I like.

I'm told I'm not quite well. Joking. Half.
"Alkoholi ei ratkaise ongelmia, mutta eipä kyllä vittu maitokaan"

Ahvenanmaalla Puhutaan Suomea

Bloated Slutbag

#5722
Regosphere & The Vomit Arsonist – An Inquiry Concerning the Indications of Insanity tape
Andrew Grant meet Andrew Quitter. Quitter, Grant. "Good evening, Dr Grant. I was wondering if I might interest you in pursuing a certain line of inquiry...?" Thud. Have I...? Start into into dank if rather sanitized confines, patients to be tested in slow squirming growth of festering darkness. I...? Patience child. Muffled basement floor clunking, greyed and wasting oscillations, deepened rumbling drone. Darkambient meets deathambient in a shimmering death chamber, marriage made in some untethered bowel of inner hell. Cold and clinical may be the intended effect but I'm feelin' pretty darn toasty in a chamber brimming with layered synthesized clouds of heavenly deathfloat. You say "Mechanized Lobotomy" I say give me another shot of codeine. Ahhh... Truly, this is the DEATH. "Nurse, the scalpel please..." Slash that smile off your face. Hollowed-out ghost of whitened, metallic, shriek. Taste of ozone. Labored, measured, breathing. Solid state murmur to usher in grim, clinically bleak, frigidity, chilled to the fucking bone. An atmosphere of decided dis-hingement, dis-settlement. Threats of quite vicious strains of brutality ever present but never quite delivered. Cabinets slam open and shut, rusted hinges start to protest. The whitened ghost-shriek unveils, by degrees, white-coated perv molesting large floppy sheet of waffling scrapmetal. Final ka-BLOW! to precipitate B-side "The Asylum As Utopia": downward, dragging, dragging, rhythmical. Pulse... pulse... pulse... Upward flows of sibilant ssshitmospherics. A voice enters, gasped out, raspy, scalding. Ventilating. Steady irruption of scrap elements in refined and textured collapse. Wetmouthed synth burblings. Singed feedback bleedthrough. Pulse... pulse... pulse... The voice acquires a degree of coherence, clenched full of aggro, gripping spastic at quite fully loaded densities, heaving ponderous blacking out of spectrum, reaching for the throat, reaching for the sky. Houston, we have lift off. I'm afraid the good doctor has just about lost it. "The drama! The drama!" Pulse... pulse... pulsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.

Vomit Arsonist – You Will Never Get What You Deserve tape
Mr Grant continues his long descent into pit after pit... of unending existential dread, of suffering, of distress. Gloom, doom. The good stuff. Atmospheric, as it were, as fuck. Enter, cold clammy cave of blackened despair. Drawn out deathdrone, smudged-out howl, bled-out seethe. Snippets of clipped negatory verbiage mutter about the skull. And then the Voice proper, coming in declaratory waves, not so much erupting as inaugurating a distinct concatenation of variegated, negatory, vibration. Percussive thunder, huge and heavy, begins to rain down with each echoing utterance, gaping spaces to fill up with more muttered verbiage, the voices in your skull ever mindful of the great and crippling disadvantages of consciousness. Jet engines in piercing sink, the drop of bomb, percussive explosion, expulsion. Whoops. Sorry about that. "Accidents Happen". An excuse, a threat, a promise. B-side far more full-on, if not exactly furious. First, the sledged-hammering thunk-action. Then the buzzed-out synthilations. The Voice proper emerges, sharpened to a point if somewhat submerged in the mix. And that hammer keeps a-thunking. The synthilations keep buzzing, acquiring shades of mottled depth. The voice starts to stretch, elongate, ripping through the carefully regulated dialog of the three principles. Mounting of tensions, biting of nails. At a critical juncture, the thunking falls away, succeeded by mournful strains of descending strings. Postmortem death song. Voice repeatedly rupturing the calm, synthilations bloating in concert, muscles rippling, threatening to distort. Accidents may happen but nothing accidental about this shit: witness, on the contrary, the well and crafted perv-vision of singularly diseased virtuosity. Threat of distortions fade, make way for the Voice and nothing but the Voice, the will, the rage. You will never get what you fucking deserve and be thankful for that!

Shift – Ruminations tape
Dirge-toned sputtering flatline. Anonymous through-the-wall wail. Soundly administered, dry-boned, Slap! Slap! Slap! Just the thing to set this series of pointed ruminations in motion. As perhaps befits the title proper, there are no track titles to speak of, in fact no text whatsoever, save a brief dedication on the sleeve "For the falling..." Actually there's a huge amount tiny, rather obscured text on the foldout, the discernable bits of which read like a manifesto of sorts, a declaration, a call to arms- or lengthy set of lyrics. It's in the ruminations. Us and them. You and I. (Hope I'm not forgetting anyone.) As the flatline starts to waver slightly, a distorted voice cuts suddenly into proceedings- and its got a lot to say. "Let them not project their failure as human beings on us anymore." One memorable nugget. "I'll take solace in your misery until you draw your last wretched breath." Another. Layers of wavering, dirge-toned, flatline begin to converge, to coagulate, to dominate the field. The slapping continues in earnest and the voice continues its accusations... of abandonment, betrayal, bitterness, desertion... But we are by now just about given over to increasingly full-bodied auricular assault. Searing, bleeding, spittle-tronic layerings, pushing ever upward, the voice, growing more impassioned, serving now as texture, performing harshening up duties to sudden heated upping of high-powered analog shriek, glittering peak of punishment, searing, skin-peeling, ultimate ambience made flesh. Bitter! Abandoned! Deserted! Betrayal! Well, betrayal of my fucking ability to hear that's for sure. It is only when the tape clicks to a temporary halt that the earholes realize they've been raped raw. Possibly in recognition of the damage done, the flip-side eases ever so gently into further ruminations. Drawn-out descent of linear oscillation massages the burnt passages before chunks of thick and heavy crunch starts to drop into the otherwise peaceable gathering. Layers of variant oscillation, on the incline and the decline, and then the voice rips – vociferously -  into the picture, picking up pretty much where it left off. Let their disease be their fall. I'll drink your poison as a reminder of who you are. Halfway through and some quite beguiling textures filter through the periphery, gravelly distortions meet other-worldly woozings, lending proceedings a much fuller sense of dimension, dipping at intervals into a deeply glowing, darkly glimmering, psychedelic pool. This time around the earholes are spared in favor of something distinctly... audiophilic. Soon, however, the massed electronics break away, and a last, emphatic, echoing, vocal pronouncement escorts a slow wobbling vibrato unto sweetest oblivion, to leave this world a peaceful place, to leave this world in peace.
Someone weaker than you should beat you and brag
And take you for a drag

Yrjö-Koskinen

Dug up more tapes today, and filled another small box with tapes from a big box, and brought the former in from storage. I have surprising amounts of stuff (actually, far less than more fanatic and consistent collectors, of course, but I'm still surprised). One of the tapes that came inside in the little box was:

Söldnergeist - Der Rest Ist Schweigen (Art Konkret), Cassette 1992
It is very strange how the world works. Many, many things are re-released on CD or vinyl, some of which should maybe not have been released at all. Söldnergeist debut tape, however, now rots in boxes. Well, no more! This is very well crafted power electronics, that basically everyone remotely interested in the genre should have a chance to hear. There's great variation, great samples, great vocals, and great looking japanese folks on the cover (somehow reminiscent of illustrations from the classic Japan pictoral book. A couple of tracks have melodic elements, most don't, but all create a wonderful mood. My tape lacks the inlay, but in these days of hyperspace and cybertron, I can find out stuff on Discogs. Not sure the song titles improve the experience THAT much, they are somehow cliched and random at the same time. "German Assault Troops", "Blow Job" and "Just killed another family!" are just three of the titles, and they already cover the entire Power Electronics spectrum. On the other hand, this stuff was released in 1992, and it's really great Deutsch-PE. I can't really believe no-one has bothered to re-release this. Perhaps a bit too Steinklang for Industrial Recollections?

While I do love my boxes, I figured I'd do a vinyl next. Still old stuff, though not quite as old:
Alfarmania/Proiekt Hat "Furyfication" (Harsh Head Rituals), LP 2007
I remember thinking of this LP that Alfarmania ate Proiekt Hat. In my opinion, formed after listening all too few times, the very loud, junk kicking, rambling rabidity of the former sort of choked out some of the precision and subtlety of the latter. As with almost everything I thought about music ten years ago, this has turned out to be pretty much bullshit. To speak of a certain Alfarmania dominance would have some validity for the A-side, filled by the track "Vildsvinter". This is a pretty massive slab of junk battering, wall-like brutality. However, using headphones (or, possibly, a decent stereo), you can easily detect many, many more nuances, and at times the wall breaks entirely and is replaced by something calmer, though still menacing. It's like someone is sitting inside the Blådåre recording reviewed above, and that very someone is manipulating mixer knobs and old tape recorders ever so carefully, creating structures within the chaos. The second side, occupied entirely by the second track "Raggression", is still better, though. While it is always difficult to tell to which degree improvisation has played a part in this genre, this tracks feels organized. Furthermore, it has samples, certain melodic elements and a build-up/cool-down curve that could possibly be seen as dramatic structure. Tracks like this are why I never really agreed that industrial/noise is "anti music", and why I don't really give a fuck about people who get into the scene to "deconstruct art" or whatever. It's not about that, at all - it's fucking art music at it's very peak. It's just that whereas classical music and chamber music are about 90% (technical) talent and 10% elitism, really great industrial is perhaps 75% talent and 200% elitism. That's a total of 275, which is also the limitation on Furyfication. Coincidence? I think not.
"Alkoholi ei ratkaise ongelmia, mutta eipä kyllä vittu maitokaan"

Ahvenanmaalla Puhutaan Suomea

Yrjö-Koskinen

#5724
Back on the HNW.

V/A HNW Compilation (Nahàsh Atrym Productions, digital download)
This bandcamp label was recommended to me earlier in this thread, but I just browsed through it briefly, and forgot to thank for the tip. Now, I've rediscovered it and bought this compilation for the reasonable price of 0.50 Euro. One thing to note about the label is that they do put work into their stuff - on the merch page there's even a book called "HNW" with 586 pages of static, which was originally sold with a Vomir/Black Matter Phantasm split cassette (now sold out). I would have bought it, but without the tape it feels somewhat pointless (as opposed to with the tape...). This compilation is fairly solid, with a degree of variation. Much is regular online HNW, but some tracks contain surprises. The second track, by La Cyanescence, is more like industrial or soft power electronics than any type of harsh noise at all. It is extremely repetitive, though, and a bit too long, so maybe that suffices to classify it as HNW? Other tracks that stick out is Carrion Black Pit, with a solid and dark wall with a vaguely musical element, as well as Prozac Maurice. With the title "Korg + Gorgoroth = Korgoroth" the latter take the home the price for dumbest title (also, wouldn't "Korgoroth" have sufficed to make the actual joke?), but the track isn't half bad. In general, there's stuff going on in these walls, and it is way better than most similar stuff.

Speaking of Carrion Black Pit:
Carrion Black Pit - KSMKWLLTZ (HNW, digital download)
This is a good one, released just a couple of days ago. Very calm stuff, bordering on Cyclic Law Dark Ambient, but with a wee bit more crunch. Background music, no doubt, but nice background music. Possibly also suitable for sitting in a dark room thinking about super novas, God or similar large subjects. Paid 0.51 Euro for this one, despite the labels ridiculous exhortation to wait until their free download credits drop in. Once again, it's nice to find some stuff with at least some work put into it in the flood of bandcamp mediocrity.
"Alkoholi ei ratkaise ongelmia, mutta eipä kyllä vittu maitokaan"

Ahvenanmaalla Puhutaan Suomea

bitewerksMTB

GRAUSTICH / COMA DETOX / WHITESWAN / EDGE OF DECAY "Stay yourself whatever the cost" – tape; solid lineup,all with good tracks but the highlight here is the junkyard work of Coma Detox!

Yrjö-Koskinen

Sewer Election - Wreck (Triangle Records) CD
So, I grew up and bought something new, albeit with a classic rockorkester. I was planning to wait for the CD to arrive in the mail, then the degenerate took over and I just put the download on my phone to have something to listen to while enduring the bus ride to work. The most recent thing I heard with Sewer Election was 'Kassettmusik', so I don't know much about their recent development. As far as Kassettmusik went, I did enjoy large chunks of it, but the annoying "vomit" loops ruined it for me. I tried to accept them, and follow the general rule that if someone cool enough does something it's always OK, but then I realized that I know very little about how cool Sewer Election really is, and simply allowed it to ruin the whole release. And that's one opinion I haven't changed since. Anyway, it's personal opinion. When it comes to Wreck, however, it is an objective, ontological and certain truth that this kicks all sorts of ass. It's not quite as brutal as the collaboration(s) with Treriksröset, but it still packs plenty of punch. There's more filth, dirt and tape loops in this than in, say, the band's split with Sewage on L-white (another of my relatively few Sewer Election points of reference), which doesn't necessarily makes it better, but is certainly a good thing anyway. As I am now back from work, and on my second listen, I can also add that the recording benefits greatly from decent headphones. There's plenty of nuance and changes in intensity, along with pure outbursts of dirtbag noise hoedowns. This makes me feel great, and that's not just the beer talking, since I've just had one.

"Alkoholi ei ratkaise ongelmia, mutta eipä kyllä vittu maitokaan"

Ahvenanmaalla Puhutaan Suomea

FreakAnimalFinland

GENOCIDE ORGAN "Archive VI" 10"
Tesco
I like. Friend said that its less exciting than previous. In a way, I can see why, but for me, this simple brute force works great. Especially, B-side. Damn. Great 10"!

VANESSA AMARA "You're Welcome Here" LP
Posh Isolation
I have been listening this quite many times. First of all, it didn't make same kind of impact as the debut LP. But I suspect it only because with first LP, you were caught by surprise. Now, it was possible to expect great album, so that's what they deliver. Very relaxing, nicely made album full of slow paced atmospheric music.

TAINT "Strange Feeling, Shit coming" LP
Urashima
Less of PE side of Taint, more of coarse noise works. I remember when the tape came out and my impression was that "someone throwing metal junk around". There is much more than that here, though. It does lack most of proper structure and offers grim and hard noise, but not in the ways that were popular and common in that time, I think!? Taint was well ahead in sound what I feel was more popularized only decade or more later.

ENCEPHALOPHONIC lathe cut 7"
Cipher
Fuck!! How does lathe-cut 7" sound this good? Packaged between plexi-glass plates, screwed from corners. Not any new idea. Many labels did that before, yet Cipher has his ability to make things little different. Below transparent plates you see bunch of call-girl businesscards/flyers. Late is cut on vinyl. Not on plastic or whatever garbage. Perhaps this is one key to success. Harsh noise blasting, which shows Encephalophonics developing his skills each time. His way of harsh noise is to abandon multi-layered density. Focus on one thing at the time, but keeping his cuts of noise long enough to actually go somewhere, instead of being stuck with endless stutterloops and glitchy noise bits. It's harsh noise to the bone, loud, crisp, energetic. Great!
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Quote from: FreakAnimalFinland on June 09, 2016, 02:29:33 PMVANESSA AMARA "You're Welcome Here" LP
Posh Isolation
I have been listening this quite many times. First of all, it didn't make same kind of impact as the debut LP. But I suspect it only because with first LP, you were caught by surprise. Now, it was possible to expect great album, so that's what they deliver. Very relaxing, nicely made album full of slow paced atmospheric music.

Fantasic album. Prefer it to the debut.

THE RITA HN

QuoteTaint was well ahead in sound what I feel was more popularized only decade or more later.

Always in the back of my head when I revisit Keith's 90s works.
The cement behind 90s truly crushing, well articulated and obsessed harsh noise and PE works.