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If you're a heavy metal fan and don't know who Udo Dirkschneider is, then shame on you. Every one of you fuckers knows who Bruce Dickinson is, Rob Halford, even that fuck from Aerosmith. But very few of you ever speak of one of the craziest bastards and harshest vocalists in the traditional heavy metal realm, Udo Dirkschneider. Does the phrase "Balls to the Wall" ring a bell? That's right, its the little man from Accept (don't let him know I said that though, he might kick my ass.) I have heard several U.D.O. albums over the span of their career and every one of them impressed me. The man doesn't write the music, but he leads this project with an iron fist and his attitude really shows through in the music. His vocals are also just as raspy and raw to this day as they ever were in Accept.
UberByte history is quite emotive, born from the ashes of the famous batcave electro weirdo Goth rock ensemble Killing miranda, this demise allowed Richard Pyne now “Uberman” in this new electronic incarnation to bring a pinch of dementia into the dancefloor with his malformed brain child UberByte.
Listening to Absolute Zero one is reminded not only of Wax Trax! but also some other industrial-aggro stuff like Einsturzende Neubauten, Nitzer Ebb and even some of Pigface’s less-than great stuff. But to give UCNX their due, they emit a refreshing sound in this current era of extremely derivative, blah, blah music, i.e., phony B.S. manufactured out of whole cloth by A&R guys at the Warner Bros. “family” of labels and so forth.
For those looking to get their fix, as it were, the newest release in Idolum is a tribute to just what a three piece of dedicated, serious and, more than probably all of the above, fucked up Italian stoners can do.
Fans of the digital hardcore sound will enjoy this. All thumping beats and twiddled electronics and those vocal samples so popular with DJ’s the world over. The sort of music that’s supposed to get you onto the dance floor whilst you’re mashed to the tits on the drug of your own choosing. Chugga, chugga, thump, thump, BPMs going through the roof. Let’s rave like its 2006.
Drill and noise / Experimental / Hardcore digital rhythms
Dreamy vs. hyperactive. Ecstatic vs. moving. Contemplative vs. extroverted. Synthetic vs. organic. The result from contrasts is certainly eerie but absolutely tasty, excellently executed and invigorating for the listener, creating a state of constant aural demand.
There is an evident love for the detail in the album, everything seems to have been carefully chosen and placed in. Every movement studied and specified with no space for filler sounds or structures, from rhythm to ambience the delicacy preserves a stand in here. The rhythm sequences are remarkable. Not falling into inane repetitiveness and always keeping a bizarre dynamics in all the aspects included in the music.
Is industrial really a genre or an element of sound? One particular ancient enlightened civilization noticed that there are three types of aural experience: sound, noise, and mute. Ulterior employ all but the last, save ‘tween tracks. Noise and sound in equal measures is Ulterior’s pantheon.