(2003) Legendary U.S. Power Electronics / Harsh Noise unit, headed by Thomas Garrison (Exsanguinate member and label boss of Misanthrope Studio). Concrete and abrasive songs, consuming and devastating sounds, evolving and mutating noise. ‘Natural Selection’ has a direct approach with ‘in-your-face’ PE cuts. CONTROL is here to crush you. Superb album presented in a digifile.
EXSANGUINATE / [L-I-T-D-N-A] - 'Allegory of Death' CD (Misanthrope Studio)
(2003) Each band presents it's own sonic 'Allegories of Death'... meditations on that inevitability we all fear and at the same time are fascinated by. Exsanguinate (Thomas Garrison of Control) starts with a commanding and urgent track, flush with militaristic undercurrents in it's opening moments. From there the material evolves into something more abstract and steeped in dread with tendrils stretching into elements of clinical drone and throbbing frequencies to a more introspective ambient chaos. [L-I-T-D-N-A] round out the disc with their unique blend of deep tones, harsh frequencies, gentle pulses against an almost ambient feedback. Squalls, static, interjecting beats, distortions and vocals accentuate an anxious, looming reality. For fans of Death Industrial.
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OMEI - 'When All Your Ghosts Are Tired' CD (Ninth Circle Music / Misanthrope Studio)
Omei expresses itself through the idea of "one thought for a thousand years." The same memory played over and over. The mind to the grindstone with nothing ahead but hours and hours of empty slow time. Two long pieces of grinding, sometimes turbulent minimalist drone and industrial from this SICKNESS side-project. Features contributions from James Keeler (WILT) and Joe Colley (CRAWL UNIT). Aggressive, negative, empty and burned. Ltd x 500 copies in slimline jewelcase.
(2003) Each band presents it's own sonic 'Allegories of Death'... meditations on that inevitability we all fear and at the same time are fascinated by. Exsanguinate (Thomas Garrison of Control) starts with a commanding and urgent track, flush with militaristic undercurrents in it's opening moments. From there the material evolves into something more abstract and steeped in dread with tendrils stretching into elements of clinical drone and throbbing frequencies to a more introspective ambient chaos. [L-I-T-D-N-A] round out the disc with their unique blend of deep tones, harsh frequencies, gentle pulses against an almost ambient feedback. Squalls, static, interjecting beats, distortions and vocals accentuate an anxious, looming reality. For fans of Death Industrial.