
Vomir - Renonce [Crucial Blast - 2010]“Renonce” is the first major indie label release from brutal and unrelenting French HNW act Vomir, and thankful there’s no sell-out or harmonic respite here. The fifty minute track on offer here is classic and pure sonic nihilism of the highest order- it’s the audio equivalent of head-butting a wall of pure hopelessness, dispair and darkness, over and over again. The Cd comes in a rather nice clear DVD case, and features a sleeve that takes in a colour picture of Vomir sitting in the shadows dressed in black, with his infamous black bag on his head. To his left is a door just showing tinny cracks of light, but of course none of the light is touching or nearing vomir- it's very, very fitting of course for vomir’s philosophy of no interaction with society, and for the black, thick and brutal sonic emission inside. Also the set comes with a eight page booklet that features five of Vomir’s nihilistic and society loathing poems or prose- theses are printed both in their original French form and with English translation, and they add grim and depressive air to the already bleak sonics. There’s also a sticker and badge inside the box too. This release has a rather large(for HNW) pressing of 250 hand numbered copies- which should widen the interest in Vomir’s brutal sound art, and also bring more people to the HNW scene in genreal. So onto the 51 minutes and 24 seconds worth of brutal and tar black wall-making inside. The tracks a fast ‘n’ crude ‘wall’ that mixers together fixed roasting & dark judders, with deep aquatic drone roars and blacked billows. There are also some muffled and shadowy semi-tones stalking the tracks thick and raging crusty like barely seen ( or heard) ghosts- theses only seem to appear the more you play this damned sonic canvas. Through-out the track is suitable suffocating, completely hopeless and truly unforgiving. Instead of Vomir lessen or softening his attack it seems to have become thicker, bleaker and more nasty-yet for all the tracks unrelenting attack there’s something very compelling and grimly encasing about the whole thing.
So in finishing off “Renonce” is yet another fine example of intense, blacked and crude ‘wall-making’ from this French master of the form. Sure there’s a few more copies available then most of his huge discography, but this is as unrelenting and unforgiving as anything else he’s put out.
     Roger Batty
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