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All in all, for a one-man black metal band from a scarcely acknowledged section of the world, this is a pretty solid release. I myself was born in Indiana, and I can tell you there isn't anything grim or kvlt about living there. It is, however, the perfect place to breed the type of hatred that Tophetarath has released with this album.
A.N.T.I. is another one of those bands (like the previously reviewed Requiem Laus) that I am absolutely amazed and damn near disgusted that any labels haven't picked up on yet. Considering the fact that most of the bullshit being put out by larger labels these days is metalcore and hardcore, you'd figure they'd have space for a band as talented and virtually flawless as A.N.T.I. Unfortunately the world works in mysterious ways.
With the release of this new album, A.N.T.I. enters a new era of musical professionalism. Their production sound has come a long way, as well as the overall sound of their instruments. The guitar still doesn't quite cut it unfortunately. Its very trebley and thus stands out over the rest of the music rather than staying as part of the whole. Everything on the album is professional sounding except for the guitar which sounds like a demo-recording style.
The final track is something the listener wants desperately to escape. Like he is leaving the horrible place he found and in that moment something tries to casts it's wicked spell upon him keeping him there, he has tripped a wire or been frozen in place by a laser beam. To me this music is rather dark and disturbing, it is cutting and threatens with some sort of inhuman tortures.
The drones found here are of an immensely eerie nature and really bring out the shadows on the walls. At just under 9 minutes, this track was hard to get through in the middle of a cool windy night, at home alone. Not that I'm scared of the dark or anything, but Mr. Uhlig just makes some immensely creepy music! The sound gradually builds to an almost screaming amount of sound, taking over your mind unapologetically and squeezing every last drop of sanity out of you.
Sampling organic environment, the sensation of dissolving our souls in the mazes of Nature is very efficient: the bird singing, a dissonant and insipid (of what seems to be) rain, wooden beats, wind, distant iron screams echoing through the valleys like spirits running free at night. All this camouflaged at times by intense sky high sharpened frequencies wrapped on maniac reverbs and panoramic drones that deliver us a unique sensation of breathing inside the sound it self.
With it’s gentle guitar work and dreamy soundscape effects I can almost imagine this instrumental being done by Current 93 or Death In June. I’m reminded of the music of Boyd Rice and Friends track “People”. Geschwärzte Milch is no preparation for the title track however. The first unofficial movement of the forty six minute long track features more soundscape style material but with regular punctuation by bursts of effected clangs, tape manipulations, and a variety of other strangeness.