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Ascetic Sperm Diet : Girls, Guns & Pierre Molinier
Saturday, November 01 2008 @ 01:00 AM PDT
Contributed by: Barulho

Ascetic Sperm Diet : Girls, Guns & Pierre Molinier

Artist: Various Artists

Title: Ascetic Sperm Diet : Girls, Guns & Pierre Molinier

Label: Bone Structure Belgium

Death Industrial / Ambient / Noise

Tracklisting:


1-01 Fear Konstruktor - Monochrome Blood
1-02 narcosa_  - Néantisme Dans Le Miroir Sanglant
1-03 TSIDMZ - Nihilism And Art
1-04 Dead.Circuit - La Fin De Peau 
1-05 Steam Engine - Of The Meat Machine The Ominous Sore
1-06 Mystified - Hair And Lace
1-07 Super Collider - The Leather Cures The Urge 
1-08 Chapelle Nitrique - I Think I Broke My Penis Bone
1-09 Fonnia - Pankhart 
1-10 Reduxtion - Apperature 
1-11 Ahasverus - Ulan


2-01 ga-ne-tli-yv-s-di - The Ablation Of Dialysis
2-02 Trauma - Squirting
2-03 Digital Solace - Mad Love (Versinthe Mix)
2-04 Simulacra - Pantomime Céleste
2-05 Malachia - Supertramp 
2-06 One Lifeless Eye - Coalesce To Form The Shape Of Desire
2-07 UNLADH - Heart Close To Pleteau Phase
2-08 Zr19.84 - An Ascetic Sperm Diet In The Twin Peaks' Nights 


Admirable tribute to one of the most marginal artists of the 20th century, the French surrealist and fetish icon, Pierre Molinier. 2 CD-R´s, in a very small edition of 69 copies, containing some of the more subterranean and sickened musicians to infect the underground. Released on Belgian cult label, Bone Structure, homeland to a vast catalogue in the death-industrial and dark-ambient realms. Poisoned electronics, seducing with lethal enchantments.

CD 1 starts with Fear Konstruktor, a Russian monolith of colloidal germination. Monotonous and obsessed dreamscapes of ghosts lost in fog and disease. Sick, extenuated, heavy as a brain tumour. A sudden rain of static washes away “Monochrome Blood” to its logic consequence, nothingness. Skeletone echoes blackening massive slaughter.
Narcosa comes next, with “Néantisme Dans Le Miroir Sanglante”, morphing into ethereal deathscapes, permanently ascending to a more intoxicated state. Dormant and anesthetised invocations to inner demons. Caves dripping black blood on oaths carved in chests, feeding on the moss and all available medication.

Spectral druids exchanging secrets in the dark, nocturnal conspiracies buried in small, subterranean bifurcations. Oceanic metamorphosis floating on infinite surfaces. Zero sang backwards, as in “Nihilism and Art” by TSIDMZ.
Dead.Circuit´s “La Fin de Peau” marches deeply, slowly, to intravenous abysses, long forgotten sounds repeating through an infinite vastness. Pre-suicidal, immobilized by ritual slaying of the soul itself. Disorientated, mad and schizophrenic as it approaches the inevitability of the corpse.
Steam Engine of the Meat Machine, a promising new Italian project, takes its heritage to apocalyptic consequences, epidemic electronics leaving a subtle trail of atrocity. Voices dried in pain, forgetting all things learned behind. Cries forced to whispers forced to nothing. “The Ominous Sore” and all the brotherhood of terminal diseases.

“Hair and Lace” and bones smashed to dust. Delay overdose on an obsessive and disturbing soletration of pain. Infected and whispered thousand times till the exhausting of all alphabets. My favourite Mystified track so far, and one of the best moments in this compilation.
Shorter and more condensed mortification, based on no-return-depression, psychopathological synthesis and owls in the darkest darkness. “The Leather Cures the Urge”, but still cancerous cells keep multiplying, same shape, horizon and voice.

Chapelle Nitrique launch a psychedelic extinction of mankind, abrasive solar fungus blinding now. Circular bottomless incursions into mental caves. Cosmophysiologic needs, fertilizing wombs at open air.
Winter-coloured memories boiling on fluids grown cold, desolated and lethal. Orthodox cavemen learning again all planets and stars, paralysed by the fear of fall. “Pankhart”, no constellation for guidance or remission.
Ga-ne-tli-yv-s-di´s track opens the second half of this tribute, conjuring malfunctioning systems forcing disorder to a diluvium, brain tissues liquefying into semen and blood. Sub-aural levitations confirm the storms and the gods between.

British analog providers of sickness, Trauma, induce us in analog mantra of metastasis, skulls becoming weaker as the thoughts collapse. Monolithic and spasmodic revisitation of coma, lung fluids and blackened memories grown to rigor mortis.
Slowly paced pornography, orgasms on delay and post-rape chill. Sexadelic and rough, like leather covered in semen and gasoline. Smelling the stench and the screams forced to sonolence. “Mad Love”, white and sticky.
Simulacra´s “Pantomine Céleste” measuring rituals of tectonic scale. Whale enchantments pierced under the skin, forcing a tattoo on forbidden area. Subsonic praises to eternal vacuum, praying the infinite universe gestation.

Malachia submits new flesh for approval, carnivore resonance drowning voices in hiss, lost outside beneath the moons in crescendo. Non-human offerings to idols of wood and skies corrupted by intercourse at dusk. Erections pointing to the north, hardcore geography.

“Coalesce to Form the Shape of Desire” and all shapes beneath. Floating over empty vessels and dried rivers, carrying disease in silence. Secretly waiting to spread itself in liquids, ascending to heaven on hypnosis. Virgin blood on ebullition and menstrual suffocation.
Unladh provides momentary pain relief by aural trepanation. Haunting and absorbing, slow fading voices lost forever in nightmare, singing the lands of no return. This is tonight sliced in seconds.
Zr19.84 ends this compilation in a sleazy mood, genital nostalgia of old naughty, naughty days. Dusty and perverted, geriatric chill-out.

     



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