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“Dark Matters” does not expand upon any boundaries, but rather stays firmly and safely ensconced within dark ambient boundaries as established by Raison d’etre, penitent and others. His cautiousness has resulted in an album that is considerably above average and engaging –but just more of the same, as welcome as it may be. This may seem like an unusual focus, as there are no shortage of albums in any genre that are faithful but unoriginal representations of a particular style that nonetheless provide a decent listen.
I’m not a fan of guitar usage in electro acts, but in my opinion, a bit of guitar in the background of Laser Guided track was quite apt. As it is said in the booklet, “no soft synths were used in the making of this project”, so there’s a hope that all the work was done manually, without so wide-spread synth software and this fact certainly adds to the music more soul and artistic presence of the musician. The track that I’d like to point out from this CD is Cyanide, but not because I enjoyed it more than others. Actually quite the opposite.
The Drums are a huge, huge part of this release, they’re there constantly, weaving and correlating with the voice samples that occasionally come into being: the ever-present special style loops, and the general zeitgeist of weightlessness.
Kabutogani is a very soft and tender electronic project, sounding like a cross between Trip Hop, House, Chill out and IDM. It's like a collection of soft Electronic Soundtracks, and Drama scores. Interesting titles like "Sordid Details Following" and "Music says it all" hint at an experimental direction.
The over inflated egos of reviewers who continually write pretentious crap, a trend that shows no sign of abating, needs stamping on once and for all. The revolution to keep reviews simple and easy to read starts right here brothers. Join me in the fight. All for one and one for…
At least Michael has a, be it twisted, sense of humour. Enclosed with the release is a razor blade. The words ‘let the music guide you on what to do with the blade’ written beside it. Funny boy. Suicide is painless. Listening to ‘Dissected’ is not. So if you’re seeking a monumental piece of ear shattering raw visceral noise then let ‘Dissected’ be your first port of call. Just don’t blame me if it totally fucks you up.
The three tracks on ‘God has left the building’ is 42+ minutes, actually more like 32+ minutes but I’ll come back to that later, of perfectly realised ‘music’ that would have the Noise Abatement Society up in arms. Ah yes. We are back in the blood curdling, ultra destructive to mind and body, sonic excesses that throws out the shrieking decibels with an abandon that could almost be classed as criminal assault.
Profoundly disturbing. Which I'm sure is Kadaver's objective; to confront listeners with the extremities of sickness that the the human mind and its most heinous behaviors are capable of possessing. If that's the case then mission accomplished, but it's not a lesson that I personally need. If harsh noise, dark thematic subject matter and clvere packaging are your bag, then check and see if any of these fifty copies are still available. I understand that there's even a third 'blood-stained' disk in this series that can had with the others as a package in a cute little gift bag. That's disturbing enough in itself...but don't call it art.
Showcasing the beauty of debauchery through congress with death itself, We are immersed in an onslaught of harsh rumbling noise coupled with the screams of his victim, his own mind as he molests all he perceives in the mirror of his soul.
Okay, so there are the occasional forays into ear-shredding sonic territory, such as track seven “Needle in the Sperm Canal”, which is appropriately composed of shrieking and anguished screaming, as any man having undergone such treatment could testify, but even here Zolotov has aimed to invest it with a sense of having given it much thought in order to encapsulate the pain and suffering in the best possible way. The same can be said of “Serenity in the Shadow of the Sword” too, however, even here I would venture to posit that the nature of the noise employed is akin to a form of tool used for centring the mind. In other words it possesses a meditative quality, the equilibrium only being disturbed occasionally by the incursion of outside distractions.