tirsdag den 12. februar 2019

Skullflower. Some thoughts.

written by Kristian Robert Carter



This is going to hopefully be my final post on the whole Skullflower episode after I and a few other friends were pulled into its orbit.

I personally think that the dropping of Bowers project Skullflower was the result of what can only be seen as the continuing gentrification of the capital and it's rapidly shrinking music venues. There are very few venues left as many have closed down. The remaining venues are the domain of a small number of promoters and license holders. 

With the current climate of 'moral and political' safety, diversity and safe spaces any art or music that has difficult and troubling themes, art or aesthetics are increasingly finding itself subject to a hysterical moral McCarthyism. If you are unwilling, unable or unknowingly able to put whatever art form you use for self-expression into some kind of context; you will be seen as potentially problematic and a threat to the new era of ' tolerance at any price '. 

It will not matter if you are guilty of any indiscretion you will be judged on how you are perceived by the moral arbiters of decency. There is also a massive culture of morality point scoring if you are seen to be acting in the will of the common good and the vast majority of individuals who want to sleepwalk through life shepherded like sheep by those who know better. 

Skullflower had to go. Not because of any Nazism or white power reality but because members of the audience and the Twitterati 'felt uncomfortable' by aspects of their aesthetics. Bower refused to contextualize his art or provide reasons as to why he uses certain images and symbols.


There was no smoking gun of proof, the so-called evidence was spurious and lacked any credibility. 

The refusal to play the game and provide a sheep-like an audience with the information they desired so as to not feel threatened was the key factor in all this. 

I imagine The Quietus and Raw Power were expecting a capitulation to this hysterical mob along the lines of Mark Solotroff or William Bennett, both of whom were forced to issue statements in defence of their art in order to appease the mob baying for their blood. 

Bower remained silent. Bower had to go. 

There is still no irrefutable proof that Skullflower is a white power band. There is simply half-truths and trawling through years of internet posts trying to find that silver bullet. 

The Quietus is expanding its witch hunt and by all accounts seems to be labouring under the apprehension that they are the new cultural guardians. They will decide who and what should be acceptable in this hyper-liberal age of enforced conformity to the new artistic morality. 



What the Quietus and others don't realise is that they are the mirror image of the hard conservative censorship lobby that was so prevalent in the final two decades of the last century. That this morality police approach the censorship of art from the Liberal left does not make them any different from the censorship of Mary Whitehouse or Tipper Gore. 

To compound matters, certain individuals and groups have moved in unison during this Skullflower censorship bloodletting. Various people with personal scores to settle have been given an opportunity to settle scores, mischief makes and causes problems to those they regard as foes. 

The so-called anti-Nazi triumvirate of Blake, Home and Ayers have obviously used this explosion of public wrath to steer trouble onto those they have personal vendettas against. This cabal has attempted to cast the net thrown over Skullflower to ensnare and bring down others. The ludicrous Who Makes The Nazis witch-hunting mob are also involved in trying to gain as much momentum against those they have targeted before whilst the Skullflower backlash Applecart is rolling. 

These attacks have not just been the domain of the Liberal Left but a swathe of so-called Right Wingers have also used the above to get involved and sow some discord against their foes they share in common with the Liberal left. 

To make things even more convoluted many opportunists have jumped on the bandwagon and tried to embroil people in the mess in order to settle scores, not at all linked to the whole Quietus/Skullflower issue. 

This is especially true of myself who was drawn into it all not because of Skullflower but for other reasons such as I once had a dalliance with a woman they liked or I publically criticised their favourite band. 

This whole episode will be looked back upon I hope with embarrassment, however, I do also fear that it will embolden those who seek to destroy art forms that they do not understand and believe are dangerous to their political and ideological positions.

Article on Quietus:

mandag den 11. februar 2019


GIGS. FOUR.
Godflesh, Skullflower & 
Terminal Power Company.
Marquee. London. 1st November 1992.
Written by Kristian Robert Carper

If I can trace back to the start when my exploration of leftfield music began it would be this night, this concert. If I hadn't have been at this gig then it's highly likely that I would not have discovered many of the genres of music that I have obsessed over for almost three decades.

The year was 1992 and I had found myself gravitating towards the more electronic sonic terrorists that populated the American Wax Trax Records and Canada's Nettwerk. For the last eighteen months, I had been up to my neck in the electronic industrial sludge of Canada's Skinny Puppy. Revelling in the utter bleakness of their tormented beat driven schlock and dirge. Too Dark Park and Last Rights had literally been on constant rotation, the tormented anguished growl of Ogre and his drug haze malevolent worldview had begun to seep into my unconsciousness. Clouding and polluting my mind. The constant amphetamine use also was taking its toll and no doubt I wasn't much fun to be around.

It is hard to believe now but in 1992 with Ministry flavour of the month, there was a very short period of time when there suddenly appeared a gap in the sleek consumerist dream, a gap where if you looked hard enough the bands and artists normally hidden in the underground were visible. Godflesh was one of these bands who briefly emerged from the inky darkness of the underground. A blackened steel leviathan that burst into the wider musical arena like a huge chrome sea beast, emitting a huge roar of sound before disappearing again into the depths.




Terminal Power Company were also feted for great things and there was a burgeoning sense of excitement about this duo from Birmingham. I and some old school friends had been interested in the Company since they put out their first single. We'd already seen them play with Bomb Everything ( Bomb Disneyland ) earlier in the year and had found the live sound to be meatier than the minimalist style of the recorded material.

One of my mates had a great Godflesh shirt that had the immortal backprint of -

" Death to false metal "

Godflesh had just put out Pure. We all had it. We all loved it and therefore this show couldn't be missed.

No one knew what Skullflower was. For sure they had a great name but nobody had a clue about them. These days the internet has made searching for bands simple and easy. Even the most obscure artists are just a few searches away on a smartphone. However back in 1992 the way to discover music was to graft and find it. Either through painstaking fanzine searching or taking pot luck on bands discovered by word of mouth or because they shared the same label etc.

So we took the train from Bedford to London and hit the legendary Marquee club for a highly anticipated night of sonic battering.

To be honest, I don't really remember that much of Terminal Power Company performance, I know that we enjoyed it and it reinforced our belief that they needed to flesh out the sound in the studio for the next album ( which they did ). My friend bought a cool shirt from them that seemed to last decades. A sleek design that looked like it had fallen straight out of the Blade Runner film.



Next up was Skullflower and at the time I was disappointed to see a full band emerge. I was under the impression we were in for a heavy metal/thrash metal work out.

Well. I didn't get that at all.

What I got was a huge behemoth of noise. A massive lumbering beast of a sound. It was heavy. However, if this was metal it was no metal I had ever heard before. The whole thing seemed to be driven by a sluggish rhythm section that almost sounded as if it was about to collapse in on itself. It was a huge beast but it sounded if it was unsteady on its feet. Almost as if it was about to keel over and expire. The guitars were a chaotic mess. A squalling buzzsaw cacophony. It was a mess but it was a glorious mess. Heavy, shuffling, lumbering and caustic. Despite the bleakness and the mind-crushing heaviness, there was a gleam of prismatic colour emanating from the morass. Under all the layers of brutality was a kind of sinister psychedelia, a sense of kaleidoscopic hugeness. Almost as if they were producing a soundtrack to the universe folding in on itself. I was mesmerized. Held in a trance. This was music that operated on so many multifaceted levels. Levels up until then I had not known existed. I had always wanted my music, noisy and nasty. However, there was something that seemed to offer so much more. There was a whole universe of possibilities beneath the initial screen.



Shellshocked by Skullflower I was jolted back into reality by the surge of flailing bodies that greeted Godflesh. The heavy electronic drum beat was like your head being put inside a steel pail and someone using a jackhammer upon it. Justin Broadrick was like a man possessed. A wiry thin paroxysm of bile and rage. Attacking his guitar with a fury and intensity I don't think I've ever seen matched. I believe there was a third member onstage who I guess was Robert Hampson of the seminal band Loop.

Then it was over. The lights came on. The crowd seemed mute. As if the life had been sucked out of us.

Two days later I managed to find a Skullflower vinyl. IIIrd Gatekeeper. It was on Justin Broadrick of Godflesh own label; Head dirt.

So getting back to what I mentioned above about this concert opening up avenues to what I have obsessed over for years...........

Through Skullflower I discovered Ramleh and then Broken Flag. Whilst investigating Ramleh I discovered Whitehouse and so on.

So here I am twenty-six years later. Surrounded by music that I wouldn't have discovered if it wasn't for attending this gig and being mesmerized by that band I assumed were going to be a dodgy metal band albeit one with a great name.

Godflesh (official site):

Skullflower (official site):

Terminal Power Company (Discogs):


onsdag den 6. februar 2019

Apoptose - Die Zukunft



First Kalteldur review from a Tesco Organisation release (Legendary German cult label). First time around for this will be with another German thing called Apoptose. Which means ´the process of highly regulated and controlled programmed cell death that may occur in multicellular organisms´. This act has been in existence since 2000, and this is the sixth album ready for anyone with curious ears.

Apoptose being a dark-ambient orientated act which has its focus on ´folk-tales and ritual of Nordic origin, childhood trauma, and megacity nightmares´. Which means that Apoptose works around various themes and ideas, a kind of soundtrack unit I guess (Mostly being dark-themed material of course!). This (newest) album called Die Zukunft (The Future) was released back in October 2018, 8 tracks about 40 minutes in total.

First track called Two Hours opens up with the sound of a school playground (I think) with brooding low-key moody synths. Spoken words from an innocent girl voice talk about surviving these two hours through medication. Otherwise, she cannot calm down. Dark-wave´ish synth-work with minimal ambient-mood rhythms, fans of UK-based Attrition take notice. Rich-sound and a very decent melancholic intro for the album. 

Next track What Power Art Thou has been based on a piece by Henry Purcell (Classic English composer 1659 - 1695), the lyrics by John Dryden (Poet and arch-neoclassicist 1631  - 1700) which have been sung by a classically trained vocalist named Daniel Sans. A nice melodramatic down-tempo ambient piece with classical elements, very dramatic.

Third piece Time-Lapse City moves mores into a synth-pop´ish territory. The intriguing male spoken-words in the front and with theatrical female voices in the background. Blade-runner, cyberpunk big city moods here. 


The fourth track delivers the apparently (much needed) Medizin. Not that far away from what the first track delivered. Melancholic and subtle dramatic synth-keys and low-tempo ambient drums.

Daniel Sans returns with the fifth track, Dornen. Almost on the edge of having retro-synth/synth-wave elements here, again with the classical vocals being delivered. Still in the brooding melancholic state of mind here. 

The last 3 tracks also deliver the same brooding melancholic synth ambient themes. Being also well worth the exploring for the listeners who seek themes regarding nightmare city and childhood trauma.

The entire album works as a soundtrack, and I could have been fooled if someone did tell me that it was a soundtrack for a movie. The entire material has been well made, the sound is crisp and recorded/produced well. I have one problem with the album though, whatever state of mind/theme you met with the first track is more or less being repeated with each track. I do not think that it was intentional though, but it does feel that the same dynamics, melodies, and effects are being over-used. More variety in dynamics and style would have helped greatly in this. I also do think that it is entirely a matter of taste. I love dynamics and tension in this kind of dark-themed electronic-made music, while some will enjoy the simple but beautiful and moody synth-melodies within. I still think that fans of Attrition and maybe Atrium Canceri should check this one out! Out on CD via Tesco!


Bandcamp: (label)

Facebook: (band)

     

mandag den 4. februar 2019

Wyernsnout - Wyern



A French-based dungeon-synth/music act which already has added several (21 to be exact) only-digital releases out. No physical releases yet! From a Halloween tribute release, black-metal covers release and several other dungeon-synth related ones. I really didn´t know which release I should have a look on, but I knew that I have always had a certain fetish with the mythical dragon-like creature known as the Wyern. Where I have this fetish from... I do not know. Maybe it has something to do with the logo for that Roleplaying Game company called Chaosium?. They released roleplaying games like like Call of Cthulhu, Runequest and Elric (in case you were wondering!). But anyways!

What we have here is a small mini-album containing 4 tracks. From Caverns, Reflections, Flight and Journey.

First track Caverns starts off with a lovely labyrinthian and subterranean synth tune. Twisted, sinister with tiny streaks of madness here and there. Resamples somehow some of the first Raison D´être recordings, very primitive in an honest way BUT effective. The tune gives the listener a sense of being at lost in a huge cave-like labyrinth, the kind of caves with toxic mushrooms - troglodytes and a man-eating wyvern of course! 

Second track Reflections being more of a hypnotizing piece. Starts off with a static drone-synth and later on gets into good company with a crystal-like ghost-like tune. A streak of a silent madness lurks within the monotonic pleasant melodies!

Third track Flight lets the listener take a deep breath from caverns and strange reflections within. Epic melancholia on frosty wings could be a nice way to describe this track. Almost winter-synth here without the ambient/drone-elements. Great track!

Fourth and last piece simply called Journey, being a more down-to-earth kind of a piece. Landing down on snow-covered soil (from the epic flight!). A journey awaits through frosty and ice-peaked landscapes. The madness of the two first tracks are not there, and the melancholia of the third track has been replaced by a sense of hope?. Still, murky and moody bass-synths are in the background, but the icy front-melody almost gives the track a merry element to it. A really beautiful ending for this album!

A great mini-album (not a groundbreaker) but works fine it is simplicity. I really like the way how the synth-tunes are, very epic and beautiful winter-landscape sort of. Is it too short?. No, it isn´t!. It works perfectly as a mini-album (You´ll understand when you hear it). Pleasant listening, and don´t let the wyvern catch you!  


Bandcamp: (band)

Facebook: (band)

søndag den 27. januar 2019

Kult Masek - 2018




After a long day, you need something very minimal for your brain (and ears!). You also need something that is very interesting and unique, otherwise, you will just fall asleep. I kept looking for this and that and then I came up with this.  A project hailing from Prague who has already (since 2017) made several releases (2 albums, 1 EP and 1 split release). Three of these releases have been made available on cassette, and this one simply called 2018 can be purchased as a cassette via the Bandcamp site. 

So whoever said that there wasn´t such a thing like dungeon-drone. Whoever said that Mortiis and his fans weren´t able to enjoy themselves on soft mattresses and in a sleeping bag being inside a moist and cold limestone cavern with this stuff coming out from hidden speakers?... A 2 track mini-album, almost 20 minutes in total. First track called A-side and the second track called B-side, simple! 

First track A-side starts with an organ that gets mixed up with a hypnotic and shimmering angelic string-like drone. Just imagine that you are floating through a beautiful limestone cavern, flesh and crispy cold air with sounds of tiny drops of water falling from stalagmites hitting a pool of water. The kind of peace one can find in caves like that is completely absolute. Later on, a liquid-like synth-drone just makes it clear that yes... you are in fact floating on air in complete darkness. Not the kind of darkness that seems frightening!. Occasional crystal-like and frosty drops of sound stimulate your brain as well. A track with a lot of warmth and coldness at the same time, perfectly balanced between these two elements. Are we in an underwater cavern?!  

  
Next track B-side enters a more... murky kind of cave. The kind of cave which should be respected (because no one else has discovered it yet!). Deep and slightly distorted bass-drone bids you welcome into unknown territories. A mesmerizing church-like mood enters the heaviness of the bass while a static alarm-like looped-sound keeps you awake. These sorts of caves might be those you could find in arctic landscapes. Being breathtaking beautiful inside, but also very dangerous as well. The track offers a more melancholic side to the album, which (again) makes the album perfectly balanced between a pleasant side and a not-so-pleasant side. 

Fans of Brian Eno will love it, fans of Ulver´s drone EPs will also love it. I am not sure how hardcore dungeon synth would feel about this cave, because the goblins and the kobolds are completely absent! But again, it´s drone music when its good and what it is well made. Worth your time after a long and stressful day! 


Bandcamp (Band):


onsdag den 23. januar 2019

Vlakolak  Mekrevtrozmbreh


Not something new but something old that has (nonetheless) turned into quite a cult classic among our fellow dungeoneers. A cult classic which has been released physical a couple of times and is (sadly) out of stock, hard to locate on Discogs as well (Released on Eldest Gate Records from Hungary). So what about it?... is it good enough to own the digital copy? Let´s give this sucker a listen or two.

The first thing you´ll notice would be the cover-artwork itself, which should reveal to you that we are within the harsh and minimalistic primitive nature of dungeon synth. A slightly archaic and esoteric vampiric/necromantic design if I might add. 

First track Around the Castle lets the listener around a dreaded castle in the middle of a rainy and windy cold night. A thief in the night speculating how to enter the cursed castle without being noticed?. The atmospheric and harsh synths reveal danger and evil intent being inside. A lovely intro track, a lovely fusion between harsh dark ambiance and vampiric dungeon synth. Second track Awakened Craving works it further on the vampiric theme. A claustrophobic deep and warm foreboding one-finger synth-tune slowly builds up the tension, additional horn-like trumpets drops in to give the piece a slightly erotic ritualistic edge to it. Love the way the track ends in a really weird way. Third track with its creepy and heavy violins gives you that feeling of being bound to something, and just knowing that something in that pitch blackness of the night (hungry as it is) is heading straight towards you. A very seductive and hypnotic melody, with some interest noises and hisses here and there. The track ends here rather suddenly, sounds as this was not the intention. The bad track ending of the third track gets rescued by the fourth track by something which could have been in Herzog´s Nosferatu. Dreamy cosmic Berlin-School´ish synth with tons of atmosphere just puts it right on top of creaking doors and movie samples from... probably some German horror flick (I suck at German ok?!). 


Following track further builds up that synth-driven with kraut-rock proto-ambient textures, this track could work as a background soundtrack for Carl Theodor Dryer´s Vampyr flick from 1932. A very beautiful, eerie and drone´ish synth-ambient track. The sixth track has that choking darkness edge to it, darkness and fright closing in and almost drowning your very senses. The seventh track Into the Crypt isolates perfectly that certain feeling of fright when you dare not to breathe, a very moody icy piece. Further vampiric tendencies of pure fright and terror await any listener who dares venture further through the bloody excellent album!

A very cool album and a very unique release within the world of dungeon synth. Pure vampire-themed horror-synth music with a clear focus on minimalistic eerieness as it´s the prime motivator. And yes, I have added the physical release to my wish-list on Discogs. I want this lovely thing! 


Bandcamp (label):


 

tirsdag den 22. januar 2019

Tauregorath - Nocturnal Council




Been ages since last time Kalteldur have done a review in the name of Dungeon Synth! So let us all have a go at it, something BRAND new and FRESH from Freiburg, Germany (Just released today the 22´th of January). A 10 track only-digital-Bandcamp debut-album release. 

I do not know ANYTHING about this act, but I have tried examining the info which comes along with the album. The band name doesn't reveal much, other than a name for a spinoff Harry Potter author and the second one about a Japanese sci-fi movie. Other than that the band name sounds great when you say it, sounds like that kind of demon which you probably should not summon... maybe the cover-art is clearly showing that demon? The body of a bat with the head from some member of the Residents? With the album title called Nocturnal Council, we are clearly dealing with a secret council engaging themselves in forbidden nocturnal pleasures of some kind?. The bürhermeister and all his servants perhaps?!


The first track In der Wolkenhalle of Azurebel, tells the listener of something sinister but hidden. A sacrificial ritual being committed, to please the bloody-thirsty demon! Maybe the demon gives that person a certain degree of power? He/she gives the demon sacrificial virgin, and that person will remain in the seat of power. A very powerful and atmospheric sinister treat with evil ritualistic intent. Second track drops down the epic feeling of the first track and lets the listener walk down the corridors/cellars of torture and despair. All the ghosts from days of old still remain there. Spine-tingling dungeon-horror synth (soundtrack to 7th Guest anyone?) with something which sounds like distorted guitars?. Interesting. The third piece gets back to that good old and rusty 8-bit dungeon sound meets Conan the Barbarian. Sounds like a sinister (but relaxing) celebration going on, something IS about to happen at any time (No doubt about it). As the track-title suggest Goblins Wizards Dungeon, a slightly martial merry but sinister tone being present. Fourth track Forbidden Hateful Spell starts as action-packed Dungeon Synth, but slowly slows down to calculated sound-intrigues. 

I will not explain the rest of the tracks for you readers since the album in itself being well worth the exploring!. Obviously, it has been made by someone being... quite mad. The melodies and the moods are very naive BUT also eccentric in nature, which overall makes everything on the album very interesting. Very unique kind of dungeon synth, the sort of dungeon synth you could imagine to a horror-themed Dungeon and Dragons game (Ravenloft?). I loved it, will you?!.


Bandcamp (band):


      

lørdag den 19. januar 2019





Catsick Blues



Not really sure what to think about this movie...


So... We have this guy named Ted who lost his cat and for some reason, believes that he needs to murder 9 people to get his cat back from the dead. So he goes around with a cat mask killing people. And also with a big cat dildo strap on...

On the other hand, we have Claire, who lost her celebrity cat in a terrifying way.

Both meet on a pet grief meeting and Claire ends up having a one-night thing with Ted.
It is the only time their storylines intertwine, as far as I could tell, until the very last bit when Ted thinks it´s a good idea to... kill Claire? Torture her till his cat Patrick comes to life?
It´s a bit confusing...

I do like the movie, the photography and editing are good and the soundtrack is really cool. I actually downloaded the band´s album where the theme song comes from.

The movie has plenty of gore and it´s quite disturbing, especially when Claire loses her cat. It also does a bit of social commentary, basically saying that social media is turning us into real jerks. There´s a scene where the video of Claire rape´s leaked (yeah, she got raped by the guy who killed her cat. There you go...) and she finds out people made react videos to it. That scene is pretty revolting because through the whole time you feel Claire´s anguish and you sympathize with her.

As for Ted... We never know how his cat died. We just know his death triggered something that made him go into a murderous rampage in the beliefs that would bring him back. Also, the final scene is the police playing a tape of when Ted was a boy and adopted baby Patrick. The video also shows him playing with the kitten and getting his black cat mask and everything is so happy and innocent.

And since I have a black kitty I sympathize with Ted. I´ll probably snap and kill people just to bring Minipu back when he dies...

Cat Sick Blues got bad reviews though I don´t think it´s a bad movie, nor an extremely disturbing one. It is not for everyone but it´s a pretty cool movie and it´s worth a watch.


onsdag den 9. januar 2019

Dendera Bloodbath - Ascariasis



Last year the Italian label Ho.Gravi.Malattie came out with this release from a project which hasn´t reached my ears. Being described as experimental darkwave (but darker) to West Coast dark noise. Inspirations hail from the likes of Marilyn Manson, Pink Floyd, Autechre to Kate Bush and also a certain political upheavel in Egypt. According to Discogs, we´re dealing with the fifth physical release from this act (On cassette). But it shall also be noted that several only-digital releases can also be located on Dendera Bloodbath´s official Bandcamp site. This one is the latest release from this act, 9 tracks and about 28 minutes long. 

Electronica ritualistic glitch wrapped in a distorted sound-mesh, being the first thought that entered my mind with the very first track Abdominal Swelling and Shortness of Breath. Strange and eerie electronic-infused flute-like melodies and ritualistic beatings submerged in primitive glitchness (sounds like a live-recording). This tradition follows up nicely on the second track Contaminated Soil, thumbing death-industrial´ish rumblings combined with relentless electronic harshness. Third track fusions the idea between a noise-wall and static distorted glitchness. Fourth offering Pancreatic Injury puts the listener into a screaming metallic piece of rust-infected machinery, like an old washing-machine having its last wash maybe?. Rest of the album should be explored further by the reader/listener, the same kind of sounds and moods follows the mini-album/EP up.


My ears hurt actually and I do think it´s mostly positive cause the release sparks with new and experimental sound ideas. A couple of things that I do miss is that the sounds don't actually get out and crap your attention (sounds like a bad live recording), and heavy bass-like sound-foundations being completely absent, in the end, the recording will hurt your ears due to the high frequencies involved within. Being a very unique recording with some interesting ideas involved, a better recording of what is going on could be the way forward for a release like this. But if you are a cassette fetish for weird cover-art, then I suggest that you should read this:


HgM wants to inform about the artwork made by Omega Kunst: they are guts and worms sealed in resin. So, since it's an organic material, is possible, in future, that can release an unpleasant stench.

Ascariasis contains:

- front cover and insert on x-ray film
- purple transparent tape (30 minutes)
- special artwork (guts and worms sealed in resin) made by Omega Kunst

All included in a specimen plastic bag



Release (label):

Bandcamp (band):

Facebook (band):



fredag den 4. januar 2019

The House That Jack Built  

Written by Elisabet Teixeira



I thought this was going to be more interesting...I thought this was going to be more interesting...

I was really looking forward to this one, even knowing that I´m not a Von Trier fan. I fell asleep in all of his movies. I did like this one though but I failed to understand what the fuss was about. Except for the duck scene. Poor duckie...
I´m pretty sure this is a black comedy. Otherwise, I´m a very bad person. I laughed in all the wrong scenes. Especially at the one where he drags the corpse of Incident 2, wrapped in plastic, with a rope attached at the end of his truck for lord knows how many miles.

The movie is beautifully shot and Matt Dillon´s performance is awesome. It´s a basic premise, we follow the work of a serial killer for 12 years and experience, with more or less detail, the gruesome killings that, for him, are a work of art.
Through all of the movie, we listen to the dialogue between Jack and Vergel, where Jack talks about what motivated him in each murder and the comparisons he does with art, architecture, and gets refuted by Vergel who insists that love must be the main element in art, not murder. I´m not going deep in that but yes, very interesting metaphors and ideas here. Though there´s nothing new.



And then the police finds "the house that Jack built", in a hurry I must say (and his finest architecture endeavor) and after that, I lost interest. Lars Von Trier turned into David Lynch and the movie made a very meh turn.

For me, the movie should have ended there. But instead, it has a very expendable 40-minute scene of Jack´s descent into hell, lead by Vergel, that ends in one of the most anticlimax movie endings ever. Such a shame...

Overall, a nice movie but not really worth all the hype. I kept thinking about "Henry, Portrait of a Serial Killer". I know, different but I couldn´t stop thinking about it. On a scale of 1 to 5, I give this is a 3.5. Good movie but I kinda expected more.



onsdag den 2. januar 2019

Kadaver - Tavola Anatomica IX



The latest release from (might be) one of the loudest noise acts from Israel. Having it´s aesthetic-foundation firmly rooted in classic death-industrial, power electronics, and harsh ambiance. This new one is the 24th album from this Kadaver, which Michael Zolotov started back in 2005.

This time we are dealing with (a sort of) tribute to the morbid but beautiful engravings of Giulio Caseri and Andrea Versalio. Several tributes to these guys have been made by the label Tavloe Anatomiche, and this one is number IX in the series (Check the link below!). A 4 track album and almost 40 minutes in total. 


First and longest track on the album All Our Ghosts gives the listener a proper introduction, into the noisy murkiness of Kavaver. Not a bass-driven death-industrial sort of sound, but more of screaming and vortex-like noise-wall piece with blackened ambient and noise/post-rock elements. Almost has that, early TG distorted-guitar-sound edge to it. Strange distorted noises pop in and out, almost like if someone is jerking with a wire somewhere. In the beginning, it doesn't sound intentional, but in the progress, you´ll learn to love it actually.

Second track called The Y Cut gets closer to the seductive death-industrial roots/sound, grinding and flesh-scraping distorted throbbing-moods on the verge of being almost hypnotic. Reverbed and distortion go hand in hand here in beautiful matrimony! Fans of Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974), take notice!



Third offering It´s Painful, I Know explores the reverbed morbid-moods closer to a cathedral than inside a morgue. I can almost sense a kind of melancholic/suicidal melody in here, being played at a very slow speed. A very spiritual, saddened but beautiful piece! Love the way the track ebbs out.

The last cut on the disc Unbody being a very mysterious and minimal piece compared to the other tracks. Hypnotic metallic-reverbed drones throbs up and down in a subtle way, further on a high pitched tone fades in and suddenly drops out. Reminds me of early Megaptera / Deafmachine sound (which I worship!). A great way to end this excellent album.


And there you have, moody death-industrial (with a lot of character) dish served as it should. But be quick about it, the physical CD format being limited to only 36 copies! Still not convinced? Check out the cover artwork description from the label here :


The covers are printed on paper of 200 grams, closed with dimensions of 13,50x21,70 cm. about 40.50x21.70 cm. about. In the center of each table there is a small appendix with the incision of a different anatomical detail that is different for each volume of the series.
The front of the cover in cutted on the center, and has a different cut for each volume, which allows you to see a part of the inner anatomy.
The cover is sealed with a fabric tape that holds a plexiglas blade and plastic needle with black thread.
Inside the cover are some small inserts related to historical images of the anatomies, and two cards with the copy number (each copy has a double insert with number of copy), all is collected with a piece of gauze closed with a patch. One of the coy number is a toe tag with a black ribbon.
Each Tavola Anatomica is strictly limited to 36 nunbered copies, and has different color of plexiglas blade, ribbon and plastic needle, and a different form of cut on front cover.
 

 

 So what are you waiting for!!. Go and get it! Worth it.

Bandcamp (band):
 
Facebook (band):

Discogs (label):