This is one of the deepest, heaviest 'noise' albums I've ever encountered. I use the term hesitantly as whilst it is undoubtably harsh and dissonance, it avoids the stereotypes of noise music to produce something that flows, is beautiful and mesmerising whilst simultaneously being utterly harrowing. Prurient's idiosyncratic vocal howling is barely audible, submerged as it is within a maelstrom of noise. Dark waves of static and din collide and crash, evoking dim sad swimming pool echo and the gruelling tunnel despair of heavy rain and short days. Overall, this is a pretty monolithic piece of music, with sharp zaps of power-electronics swirling the listener from ancient decay to futuristic fucking torture so quickly, you may just feel nauseous. Another quality Hospital Productions product.
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