Genre: Noise Rock / Experimental

Tracklist: Unavailable

Someone may eventually find that a particular genre is not his cup of tea, but may take the time to listen it and to try to appreciate it in some sort of way. So even if that person doesn’t like the genre per se still have the ability to digest if it is good or not, musically or spiritually speaking... Well this record outline itself as one of those few unbearable ones. Those that you know that are not bad in themselves as an artistic effort (hope to keep this statement all my life, fingers crossed) but may have any of the following characteristics: Indigestible, lame noisy, incoherent for the sake of it, stupid, awfully played, boring, neurotic or silly. Some works reunite all those conditions in just one shot. This is one of those, though is truly unique then, that is for sure and I’m sure as well that the makers of this feature will be overly proud of this condition. They are ahead of the pack by creating a colossal monument to the god of cacophony.

There is no principle and there is no end in this work, there is no goal or concept, there is nothing. Well, not quite. There is a massive set of inarticulate instrumental noises and random rhythms thrown as the core of the musical process: Guitar riffs, some drum play, and then fallout. White noise, static, instrumentally made off course that reminds us that there is actually some humans behind those instruments. Atonality, garbled vocals, some occasional electronic weirdness and disorder are the principles set to balance the form of this monster. As for the content, well it is chaos! And chaos cannot be discerned as it is way too complex for the mind of an ape. Perhaps these guys are good in what they do, in another dimension, I don’t know. But in this dimension, the ape one, rhythm and sequence is essential, as this gives some sort of order and logic for the inferior capacity of our mind to understand jewels such as these.

Chaos is good, but give me chaos that I could appreciate at least. This is music (?) that you probably will listen to in some of those artistic performances made to disorient the crowd, alienating them with their incomprehensible language they set for. Put it slow, almost inaudible and you may eventually trigger some psychotic state in some people but most probably you will just bore the auditory to death. So as I’ve said, this is probably very artsy and even may be supreme under that perspective, in that sense it must remain preserved and encouraged. Meanwhile it does lie incomprehensible for the inferior crowd or way too above our evolutionary stage for understanding. We need time as listeners for liking this and probably they will need it too (as artists) to understand our humble position.