
Å — À toute vapeur, à travers la boue ; détruisez le p
The mini cd case features a black and white picture of a huge industrial propel or fan, and I guess the single just over nineteen minute track is the sonic equivalent hanging on to this fan for dear as your buffeted about and battered by roasting winds. The ‘walls’ built around a swirled sonic storm of: huge and vast textural roars, billowing wind like shrieks, deep metallic rages and furnace like engulfs ‘n’ descends. No one tone or element is at the centre of the ‘wall’ it all sort of attacks you on mass in a unrelenting yet engrossing chaos. Yet for all it’s textural swirl and shift it never looses it ‘walled’ quality as Å knits a tight, persistent and unbreakable sonic bricking up around you.
All in all this is one of my favourite releases thus far from this project from the north east of France. As it’s face roasting in it’s sonic brutally, yet it’s rewardingly churning and involving in it’s textural mix.
